“In psychology, procrastination refers to the act of replacing high-priority actions with tasks of low-priority, and thus putting off important tasks to a later time.”
Wik The Pedia
“No human thing is of serious importance.”
Procrastination is putting off important things.
But Japanese isn’t important.
Why do you have to know it? You already know English. There’s tons of music in English. Tons of books. Tons of English speakers. Stuff gets dubbed and translated into English. Every flavor of human being in the world speaka the English.
You don’t have to know Japanese. You’ve come this far without knowing it. Most people go their whole lives without knowing Japanese. And they do fine. Most of the world’s billionaires are monolingual.
Japanese isn’t important. Eating your vegetables is “important”. Looking both ways before you cross the street is “important”. Filing your taxes is “important”. Drinking enough water is “important”. Getting hugs is “important”. Japanese? Who?
Honestly, who cares?
Don’t bother. Stop raking yourself over the coals as if you “should” learn Japanese or you’re “supposed to”. You’re not. It’s just a game. It’s a just a silly game some people play for fun. **** it. Go do something important.
The world will not end because you didn’t learn Japanese. Your life will not end. If you don’t want to learn Japanese, then don’t. Stop making it something you “have to” do and “should” do and “would do”, but don’t do, but guiltily do, but run away from and feel like a pile of pooh about all day.
You don’t have to learn Japanese. You can quit any time. Save your money. You can quit right now. Today. Game over.
You can be free! FREE! Free to move on. Free to play something else. And you’ll never have to see or hear anything Japanese again and no one will blame you for it. No one will hate you for it. No one will cry. No one will yell. No one will miss you. No one will be angry.
Your well-developed, quasi-religious sense of guilt is useless. It’s useless to you and it’s useless to the human race. I have never once benefited from the fact that you feel bad about yourself. No animal was ever saved because some stupid girl called Stacy went “awwwwww”. The world will not be a better place because you go about perpetually feeling like a schmuck.
Try it. Kill yourself. No improvement. Cut yourself. Take a whip and hit yourself on the back until you bleed (“It’s a plague! Let’s beat ourselves!”…No, kid). Nothing will get better. You’ll just make a mess that someone else has to clean up. You selfish bastard. Oh, now you’re crying. Yeah, crying really helps — let’s waste some Kleenex. Oh, now you’re wiping snot on your shirt — good plan, now we have to clean your shirt. Really constructive there, champ.
If you care about something, either fix it or forget it. I am here to tell you, in the case of learning Japanese, to forget it. **** it. Dude, you’re probably going to die one day, and your brain will be eaten by maggots and it won’t matter whether it contained Japanese or not.
Don’t go around making long faces as if that’s somehow a meaningful contribution. The plague was cured by playful minds, by people having fun, not by gangs of weepy emo kids with whips.
Procrastination is putting off important things. But Japanese isn’t important. So don’t put it off any more. Just stop doing it. You have that power. It’s your time. It’s your money. Don’t wanna do Japanese? Don’t! It’s that simple. It really is.
Sure, it was fun while it lasted, but now it’s boring. Now you’ve got yourself pretending it’s important. Let go. Get up, get out and get on with your real life. Vegetables to eat, streets to cross, air to breathe.
Don’t force yourself to do things that aren’t important.
Japanese is not important. Japanese does not matter. You don’t have to know Japanese. You don’t need to know Japanese. And you clearly don’t want to learn Japanese, otherwise it wouldn’t have turned into this quagmire of emotions and good intentions gone awry. Sure, you “want” to know Japanese, but…whatever…come on. We all having passing wants. I “wanted” that guy, I mean, girl at Starbucks the other day. Screw it. Let’s play something else.
Stop the madness. Stop whipping yourself. Stop wasting your time.
Stop learning Japanese.
“There is no such thing as discipline. There is only love…You are the result of what you love most.”
The Myth of Discipline