the trauma I didn't even know about
Dec. 19th, 2002 10:33 pmPlease, someone enlighten me. Do I have some sort of underlying problem? Is there an issue I need to work through? Is there something I’m not telling my parents? Because that’s what they have come up with, on several occasions now. Is it not possible that I just haven’t done my work? Is it not possible that I procrastinated to a horrible extent? Is it not possible that I find this class pointless, hate it, and have had no motivation to work on it’s paper? That I have been so proud to have stayed up to date on each class period’s readings, and without doing that, I would be drowning worse than I already am? But no, apparently there is something else going on. There must be something happening that I am not telling them about. I don’t even know what they could be imagining. But apparently, it must be something bad, since they keep suspecting it. I am not the model student, and this is seeming to be much more of a disappointment to them than I think it should be. I am taking an incomplete, for god’s sake! Not the end of the world! And I will get my work done and posted to Mr. Ault. And it might not be in by noon tomorrow, but I doubt he’s going to be sitting there waiting for it at one o’clock. All our other assignments have been due by 11:59 pm. I feel like I am just whining here, now. But geez.... I have fallen behind in my work. More so than usual, yes, but I don’t think this is me falling off the cliff or anything. I have been a procrastinator before, and this time, it got more out of hand than I would have liked. And apparently a lot more out of hand than my parents would have liked. But I will do this, and nagging is not going to help. Not. Going. To. Help. Arg.