I Knew this Would Happen

Why, hello there, non-followers,

I owe you an apology. I have avoided blogging for nine days. I knew that I would forget about writing as soon as I got to school again. I knew that I'd put it off because "nobody is going to read it anyway," but then I knew I would pick it up again at an extremely inconvenient time. For instance, it is 8:41 PM and I have to leave for a meeting with my residence hall's committee in ten minutes. However, I am writing, so that's good. [I am also avoiding homework, but let's not speak of that.]

It's funny how one's motivation to do something will start out at 37 billion, and then drop to 0 over the course of two weeks. My own motivation has very similar qualities to that of an emergency flare: All of the sudden I have a sudden and insatiable need to do something [in this case, blogging], so my balled up undirected motivation shoots up into the sky screaming and blazing red. [It's kind of obnoxious actually.] But then fizzles out in a few short moments.

Perhaps it's the ADD that causes this, but I'm pretty sure that this happens to everyone. Whenever it's work to stick with something, we need more passion to stay motivated. When the passion doesn't match up, we end up fizzling. Kind of a bummer really. I guess when I find my true passion, fizzling won't be a problem and motivation will be an easily-accessible resource. But until them, be patient with my sparse blogging, I'm going to do my best.

Well, I have put off homework too long. It is time for me to bid you adieu. Here's to flare gun motivation, untreated, undiagnosed ADD, and patience with fizzling. Good night.