My Demented Self

My Demented Self
We're all a litte MAD
Showing posts with label stress. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stress. Show all posts

Thursday, March 10, 2011

SHIIIIIT!!!


DAMN IIIIT!!!! This has to be the worst delima I've ever had!!! I can't write an English paper! AND ENGLISH PAPER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm ussually great at writing English papers. But for some reason I just can't write it! I've read the story, Greasy Lake, that I'm supposed to analyze at least three times, been through the articles five times and sat looking at my laptop's cursor blinking at me for three days! I can't stand it anymore!!! The fucking paper is due tomorrow! And I don't know what to write!!!
If that's not the worst of it, The Woman is telling me to reread the fucking thing. I'VE READ IT THREE TIMES!!!! I can't read it again!!! I'll go CRAZY!!! Well...I already am, but still!!! Why can't I just figure this out???
I can't believe I'm saying this but FUCK ENGLISH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I don't care how awesome my teacher is, I can't do this! It's too much...I can't stand the way this is pressuring me...I really hate it.
I better go before the water works start...Signing off for now.
-The Neko

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Give Me A Break! Or I'll Break...


I really need a break. I've working my nonexsistant ass off and I'm getting nowhere. People keep telling me 'Oh, you'll be fine' 'you'll get through it' and 'it's no big deal.' BULL FUCKING SHIT!!! I can't get anything done when I've got someone shitting on my every move. It's sucks ass.
I'm writer, okay? Plain and simple. I write stories. I make characters. I create plots and twists and senarios. I'm no mathmatitian! When I make a low grade, I'm alway scowled upon and then told, 'oh, it's okay. You'll do better next time.' And when I do do better the next time, I'm told it's not good enough. What am I supposed to do? Make a 120?! Highly doubtful.
Like I said, I'm a writer. The Woman (because the opresser in my case isn't The Man) tells me that my writing is so good and amazing and that it grabs you on the first sentence, but then she turns around and tells me that what I write is going to get me into a lot of trouble. Do I really care? Maybe I want to get in trouble for telling these things to the world! It'd be good for them in my opinion!
Anyway, that's all I'm going to rant about for now. Maybe next time I'll have some good news. Until then, this is the Neko signing off.