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Someone please. Put me out of my misery before I fail miserably at this calculus test. The teacher is going to hate me. I do not know how to do half the problems she assigned for review. I'm stressing out. Will I be able to pull a C in that class? I hope so. Will I be able to pull an A in all my other classes? Only time will tell.
I need to learn discipline. The only thing I ever do are the things worth a grade, and nothing more. Its having its effects on me, and I've no one to blame but myself. I honestly and truly have lost all my drive to do school, but yet, I still want to succeed at it, in my own lazy manners. I need to get up off my butt, get myself more energy and brain power, and sit down and work. Tomorrow, I will not be on WoW. Tomorrow, I will not be in front of the tv. Tomorrow, I will be at a desk, with pencil in hand, calculator at my side, and notes before my eyeballs.
I feel like it doesn't matter about school. I wish I had the will to quit. And get a job. Not a career, but a job. I wish something would fall into my lap. My brain hurts, in all seriousness. I need an escape. I need time. I need sleep. For tomorrow holds a long, stressful day of calculus problems, Anthropology studying, and worrying about the scores on each of those tests due Wednesday. On top of getting the extra credit for another class finished. That will be my break tomorrow evening.
I need to learn discipline. The only thing I ever do are the things worth a grade, and nothing more. Its having its effects on me, and I've no one to blame but myself. I honestly and truly have lost all my drive to do school, but yet, I still want to succeed at it, in my own lazy manners. I need to get up off my butt, get myself more energy and brain power, and sit down and work. Tomorrow, I will not be on WoW. Tomorrow, I will not be in front of the tv. Tomorrow, I will be at a desk, with pencil in hand, calculator at my side, and notes before my eyeballs.
I feel like it doesn't matter about school. I wish I had the will to quit. And get a job. Not a career, but a job. I wish something would fall into my lap. My brain hurts, in all seriousness. I need an escape. I need time. I need sleep. For tomorrow holds a long, stressful day of calculus problems, Anthropology studying, and worrying about the scores on each of those tests due Wednesday. On top of getting the extra credit for another class finished. That will be my break tomorrow evening.