life is unjust to me
Yet again, I was hit by the harsh reality of having a professor who just moved the deadline of a plate to next week's meeting. Yay for my classmates, sure --- but this always (and I mean an unhealthy ALWAYS) happens to me. I get stressed, get frantic, get short breakdowns in the course of making a plate when it's paired with another plate or two that's equally as difficult and time-consuming and nerve-wracking. (You can sense the stress in my previous posts, if you read them)
It pisses me off that if I didn't finish my plate early, I could've done something a whole lot better, and earned an even better grade. Yeah, since the deadline's been moved, I'm given the option whether to fix it or not. I can, but I'd rather not, since I'm just so tired and my motivation's just gone down the drain. And I can't work right without the littlest inkling of a drive. So there, a total mess of a lose-lose situation for me.
It pisses me off that if I didn't finish my plate early, I could've done something a whole lot better, and earned an even better grade. Yeah, since the deadline's been moved, I'm given the option whether to fix it or not. I can, but I'd rather not, since I'm just so tired and my motivation's just gone down the drain. And I can't work right without the littlest inkling of a drive. So there, a total mess of a lose-lose situation for me.