I am so stressed out right now. I feel like such an idiot...I'm complaining, complaining, complaining away about how my project is due Monday and I can't even get it started, when really I've had weeks to do it and I've just been putzing around...like a putz.
What am I going to do? I'm really in it deep this time. I mean, I can't think of a worthwhile thing to do, and I've already created one piece of crap the last project we had--and there's only three due in the whole class.
I feel like a real disappointment. I've always joked about what a slacker I am, but never meant it, and now I think I really am one. I just want...I don't know. I need a swift kick in the ass.
But goodness. It's really frustrating. I haven't created one worthwhile piece of art this entire semester, and it's already past halfway through. What am I going to do with my life? Did I really choose the wrong major? Thinking that makes me panic so much.
I really don't want to fail. More than anything, I'd hate that. I don't want to hate myself as a person, and I know that if I fail, I couldn't accept myself. I'm aware this is turning into a pity party, but this is serious business (although anytime someone says that, I can't help but laugh).
What am I going to do?
...I guess the only thing there is to do is sleep.
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