Nov 22, 2007 23:52
I've written so many papers in the last 2 weeks that my brain is goo. Meanwhile, I had a paper due yesterday that I won't have finished until at least tomorrow. I've never handed anything in late before. I feel so disappointed in myself. As every day passes, I can feel bits of my final mark flying weightlessly away like dandelion fluff- and yet I sit, staring at the screen and unable to write anything of any merit.
It usually takes me about 6 or 7 hours to write a paper, at most. Right now I've been writing this ridiculous paper on "The Frame of Photography in Autobiography of Red" for 16 hours and I'm only 3/4 done. I'm pretty much on a constant cycle of: 1) write a paragraph, 2) read the paragraph, 3) delete the paragraph, 4) repeat.
I can't do this. I honestly can't do this. And I've never once said that about anything school-related.
I've never just let myself fail before, and it feels wretched.
lakehead,
essays,
school,
papers,
late,
canadian poetry,
failure