lucky streak over?
I tried. In my own sick and twisted procrastinating ways, I tried. Really, I did. I read ten research journals, three books, and two reviews in one day. But the writing isn’t flowing, it’s not going! Nothing is connecting. Never in my undergraduate career have I been so dissatisfied with a paper. Research isn’t my thing. This can be attributed to the fact that I don’t know how to write a research paper. Yes, a senior at one of the leading research institutions does not know how to write a research paper. Can I be anymore lame?
Sure, I can blame it on the fact that I’m taking 19 units and I’ve been working too many hours. Sure I can blame this stupid fever that’s been coming back at the worse of times. But really, I had all of Friday and Saturday to get the ball rolling. But I’m a total contradiction: a cross between a student that suffers from delayed academic anxiety hours before a paper is due, and a cocky slacker that knows that she’ll manage to get through with at least that B, and thinks for the most part, there’s nothing to worry about. Well, the delayed academic anxiety has kicked in and there’s no way I can finish this. But I’ll learn from this experience. My luck finally ran out. I’ll do it right this time. I’ve asked for an extension. For the first time in seventeen years of schooling, I’m turning a paper in late. Sorry buddy, even you run out of luck. Hell, I deserve this.
