down on me
Why on earth did I ever decide to major in something I liked? What a dumb-ass decision that was. Being an English major has killed my love for English. Even so, I'm still not good at anything else. I'm adequate in philosophy. I think it's because I don't like it quite as much as English - it's like this strange new discipline that I just discovered and can't quite figure out.
Anyway, I've been working all day on this ruddy ten page paper for Poetics. Ten page papers should not be this difficult! I don't even have a concrete outline! Kill me! Maybe I shouldn't have chosen a Flannery O'Connor short story... I love her but her stories are often beyond my analysis. Curses.
An English major should be able to whip up a cohesive paper in no time, yes?
After this I have ANOTHER ten page paper for the survey course. I am going to cry.
About an hour ago I had a fit of organization and decided that the reason my papers always get Bs is because I am not structured enough in my writing. So I spent like forty minutes making up an outline for an outline. I WILL GO KILL MYSELF NOW.
God, I hate papers so. much.
Anyway, I've been working all day on this ruddy ten page paper for Poetics. Ten page papers should not be this difficult! I don't even have a concrete outline! Kill me! Maybe I shouldn't have chosen a Flannery O'Connor short story... I love her but her stories are often beyond my analysis. Curses.
An English major should be able to whip up a cohesive paper in no time, yes?
After this I have ANOTHER ten page paper for the survey course. I am going to cry.
About an hour ago I had a fit of organization and decided that the reason my papers always get Bs is because I am not structured enough in my writing. So I spent like forty minutes making up an outline for an outline. I WILL GO KILL MYSELF NOW.
God, I hate papers so. much.