**We all go a little mad sometimes**
My first final is a month away (from tomorrow), I feel like I've done no work this semester, I have a zillion things coming down the pike, I have to figure out a topic for my Note (not to mention outline it by the end of the month) and I just don't feel like researching it, have to research for another 15-page paper, have to find an apartment in DC, have to reapply for public interest funding for the summer (yes, unbelievably, I was turned down) have to outline three classes for three different, have one more blog entry to write, four more externship journal entries, and somewhere in between all that fit in all my law review stuff. And have friends coming in from out of town two weekends, which means big chunks of study time gone.
On top of it all, I feel like I've been bingeing like crazy lately and I don't know what to do.
I keep saying it'll all get done -- because it always does -- but every time this happens, it always seems like it all got done last time because I managed to escape, somehow. And that maybe this time is when my luck runs out.
If only I were actually motivated to do any of it, which I'm not, and I just feel like I'm going to be caught napping a dozen times over on all of this. And it's not the prospect of a B (or lower) that scares me, but the embarrassment of not being as prepared as I could be. Lord help me.
On top of it all, I feel like I've been bingeing like crazy lately and I don't know what to do.
I keep saying it'll all get done -- because it always does -- but every time this happens, it always seems like it all got done last time because I managed to escape, somehow. And that maybe this time is when my luck runs out.
If only I were actually motivated to do any of it, which I'm not, and I just feel like I'm going to be caught napping a dozen times over on all of this. And it's not the prospect of a B (or lower) that scares me, but the embarrassment of not being as prepared as I could be. Lord help me.