Doctor, Doctor I've got an emergency:
I'm entirely addicted to Family Force 5 at the moment. I blame Ray. But that's not really the point of this post. I've been working on news articles all day/night. It probably shouldn't have taken me so long. But as we all know, I'm easily distracted. And some not so secret part of me was probably avoiding doing things for Brad's class.
I'm still terrified of how that's going to turn out. I could fail and have to be here forever and fail and fail and bleh. Or I could magically be awesome, but I doubt that. Apparently I'm ahead of some of the kids in my class, which is cool. I'm not the bottom of the totem pole. I'm somewhere closer to... not the bottom. But still, I bet they're better with interviews and stuff.
I still can't get up the courage to just call people and ask for information. It's terrible. How many weeks has it been? I'm going to force myself to do it tomorrow after class. Force. Like, have someone dial the numbers and throw the phone at me if need be.
I've got to get over this irrational fear. But then again, I haven't gotten over a lot of irrational feelings. Like the thought that every mark on my wall could be a spider even though it's been there all semester.
This month is going to be terrible. It's officially hell month. So much to do, so very much. Brad's class on top of other projects and tests and papers. I'll be lucky if I'm still standing by the end of the semester. I think I can make it. I hope I can make it. But if I can't do it on my own, well, I think I've got a few people to lean on. To keep me sane. To slap me around and tell me to stop being a fuckup. Haha. Yeah, I can see it now. Keep me on my feet guys. I don't know how well I'll do on my own.
Quote of the Day:
"We lie the loudest when we lie to ourselves."
- Eric Hoffer
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