Rey Rafael G Varquez 11 – Banzon

November 28, 2019

“My Time Management Sucks”

[ Narration ]
I woke up at 5 A.M. today and all I did was stare blankly at the ceiling. Instead of getting
up to go eat, I closed my eyes and again felt the relief of getting back to sleep again. 30 minutes
had passed by but it only felt like a minute of closing my eyes for me. With full regret, I stood up
and rushed towards the kitchen without even minding the things that I might need to prepare.
And so I ate, but the problem was that I didn’t look at the clock and I ate slowly because I still
felt the feeling of being tired. A loud honk made my consciousness spring back up again, it was
our school van all along and I realized that I will not be able to ride the van because I woke up
late.

[Problem-Solution]
It is really obvious on what problem I am experiencing right now, it’s a problem called
poor time management. For a student who lives far away from school, I am required to get up
early and arrange my things early. Poor time management ruins all of that because the spirit of
laziness come back at me and to be fair, I am tired. Without time management, we would be so
disorganized and chaotic when it comes to our planned events. Because of how many times
that I experienced being late, I’ve decided to get rid of that habit and probably start a new life
that is the complete polar opposite of my dark past. My solution is pretty plain and simple, it’s
to not waste any time just by staring at walls and doing my best to get ready as soon possible
without getting late.

[Process Analysis]
First, when I wake up no matter what the time is, I should get up eat as fast as I could
possibly do. Next, without wasting any time, I go to the Comfort Room and try to excrete some
of my waste to relieve myself. Third step, go to the bathroom and refrain from singing and
dancing so that my bathing time will be less time-consuming. Fourth step is rush to the sink and
brush my teeth and gargle with Listerine to start of fresh. And lastly, put on my clothes, comb
my hair and spray on some perfume because I want the whole van to know that I smell good.