I told myself that at 2:00 p.m. I would start to revise the trainwreck that is my Richard III essay and hopefully bring it up to a 70%. This has been causing me a lot of stress and loss of sleep. The irony is that I had so much stuff to do that I got so worried abut it I never got to it and it's just terrible. The other ironic thing is that I forgot I had an assignment due on Tuesday that I wrote in about an hour and will probably get 100% on and it didn't phase me! My English prof. terrifies me, she destroyed me on this essay. Times up. Time to write.
One hour later:
That did not go well. I kind of just had a break down, everything I wrote seemed contrived and empty and frustrated me. I'm going to save my sanity or any hopes of ever writing this thing by watching some Scrubs and work on tomorrow and Wednesday. Zach Braff, bring on the sardonic and physical humour.
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2 comments:
Did she give you comments at least to give you some sort of guidance?
If you need some outside input, I'm around.
I am not useful for outside input .. unless it's syntax-related. And even then not very much. But I'm around for moral support!
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