I am an overweight, procrastinatory, overly self-indulgent, twenty year old male who still lives at home with his parents and spends more time appreciating art than creating. This doesn't sound like someone who's worth the time of day. However, you'd be incorrect. As long as I can remember, from my days as a boy scout who climbed to Eagle Scout, it has always been those that need to work hardest that bring the best out of themselves.
Currently, I'm on a diet. My diet consists of just eating sensibly. No eating a pack of Oreos at 4 in the morning with peanut butter. My exercise habits are lacking cause i'm constantly on the move with things. Something to work on. Find time each week to devote entirely to exercise. My father has diabetes and a heart condition. While I am an adopted child, I still have a fear of growing up unhealthily and paying later. I'd rather be healthy for the rest of my life and be able to spend my days doing what makes me happy for as long as I can.
Recently I have procrastinated on all but three things: this essay, research for the current show i'm directing, "tick, tick...BOOM!" and breathing. This is my biggest problem. I've realized only recently that I procrastinate not because i'm lazy, but because of fear. I'm afraid that I'll fail or things won't turn out right. Who cares!? Failure is the key to success. Not like a straight out path, but a piece of the puzzle. Every time I fail, I learn something new that allows me to succeed in the future. Now that I've recognized the fear I have, I can begin to eliminate it entirely.
Self-indulgence is alive in everybody. The "pursuit of happiness" is part of our basic American freedoms. However sometimes in carrying out mine, I forget about others. When I was younger, as I said before, I was a boy scout and often would work at the salvation army ringing the bells around the holiday time. Yesterday i went to the library and took flyers to volunteer for various...