This paper’s killing
me. Instead of concentrating at this, I am to resort to idly doing nonsense
things. I’m too filled with the anxiety of not being able to finish it on time,
but I know that something more than not being able to hand it in time is
scaring me; I’m too scared of not being
able to construct a decent empirical paper. You see, our Major Professor’s
too hard to please. It would take us more than impressive eloquent words and
phrasing to impress her impeccable taste.
I just want to get this
over with; thoughts about it swirl on my mind, but I really couldn't concentrate, not when the giddiness over reading my newly purchased books
nagged at me.
Dude, if by any chance, you've stumbled upon this blog AND had taken 2 minutes of your precious time to
sympathize with my situation, I ask, no, I
beg of you to pray for me.
Thank you. I swear I’d
send you my mental wafer sticks for that.
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