You ever wonder why your room is its cleanest during finals? Or why you’ve checked and responded to every email/tweet/Facebook wall post instead of studying? Or perhaps you don’t really think about it you just know that you have managed to take care of everything else in your life before having to do the one thing that’s actually looming before you.
I bet if a study were conducted, it would find that students who haven’t set foot in the gym all year average 3x a week before cracking open the books. Anything to put off the task at hand. But really, why is it that we absolutely haaate studying?
I don’t enjoy cleaning my room. I don’t particularly love to drudge through 200 items of trash on Gmail. But I do ‘em both happily, nay, daily, this time every semester. Laundry? Check. Trash? Taken out. Twice.
I would put studying on an equal level of boring with the rest of these monotonous tasks, but for some reason we students have a particular aversion to absorbing yet another stack of index cards/notes/chapter outlines/insert random study method here. We’re just hardwired this way.
Perhaps if our mothers tested us on how to do the laundry we would be begging for that extra homework assignment. Hmm.
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