DO NOT WANT

[evilbearhunter]

Writing this paper is like pulling teeth. Out of my brain. That is a painful metaphor, which is accurate to my current feelings of not-wanting. Bleeeech. I should have started last weekend and then I could go in and the professor could have read over my draft and told me what was bad about it and then I could have fixed those parts. INSTEAD IT WILL

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[nmissi]

You know, last semester I turned in a paper written at the last minute, on no sleep- every page was like Dickens-in-a-bad-way, i.e., desperately using as many words as possible so as to fill up space. It was awful. It was the worst thing I ever wrote. It was...

given back to me on the first day of this semester. With an A on it, and lots of commentary in the margins. And after three months, reading it was like reading someone else's paper. Somehow in the middle of my near stream-of-consciousness writing, I made a pretty well reasoned argument against two of the founding fathers in anthropology and sociology. Parkhurst was impressed, even though he said the writing was not as smooth as my usual.

There's a point to this. Sometimes, when we try too hard, we can stifle ourselves. And sometimes, what we thought was shite, turns out to have been pretty good anyway.