Posted on May 28, 2009 - by Dylan
I’m Wide Awake and It’s Morning
After much fiddling I’ve gotten this site to around the place I want it to be. It seems the inerds of my head are spinning, begging me to sleep. It’s 5:22 am currently, and I’ve been up all day. I’m a high school senior as of now, and I have about 2 classes to finish before I can graduate. You see, unlike the traditional sort of school, I go to a cyber school. In a cyber school, one is self paced (or at least thats the sort of cyber school I go to, I suppose you could go to a cyber school where you actually go to a class, but thats just a waste of time really). When your self paced, you have the option of submitting your work in an orderly fashion, or putting it off to the last minute. I fall under the obvious category.
Well you see, in the beginning of my school year I was quite stupid. An idealist. I believed if I took a lot of hard courses, I would get the most out of my education. But as procrastination, the hidden devil, clawed away at me with it’s secret weapon, I became stuck in a hole I could not get out of. About a week ago I started actually doing my work, and finished quite a lot. I’ve braved the waters that is AP Biology (only one semester, of course, don’t think I’m crazy), I’ve battled the knights of psychology and sociology, and I’ve calculated all there is to calculate in pre calculus (which by the way, is not that much at all).
But now I am faced with a two faced enemy. I have Creative Writing, which looks like a very easy course. Writing is what I do best. I could bullshit my way through this situation and do so well. But no, It appears that this course actually involves A LOT of writing. And when I say a lot, I mean a 10 point assignment (there are 1000 points to the class) can range from anywhere from 2 to 10 pages long.
I am intimidated, to say the least, and my mindset is not helping. I have grown distraught, hating all forms of work. All forms of forced mind labor. I have done as much as possible to destress myself out of this situation, but to no avail. I have until friday, I think, to finish it. I am about halfway done, which isn’t too bad. But I am in no mood of doing anything right now.
Fuck high school. Fuck it hard. I’m almost there but yet I have so much to do. Time goes by quickly when your avoiding something. It’s already 5:33 am, and yet I’ve done nothing all day.
Scratch that, I’ve done a lot. But nothing claiming itself valueable in this predicament. If only one could get grades from thought, inner evolvement.
I’m not going to spell check this.
