lying down as a coping mechanism

I'm not saying this is a good idea.

I've been in a rough spot lately. Not like a real rough spot, more like the self-invented kind. Do I have time to do my homework? Yes. Have I had even a remote interest in doing it? No. Am I paying for these classes up front in cash? Yes. Will I lose the money that I've invested if I don't complete these assignments? Absolutely. And yet, here I am. A normally A or B student with 2 essays, one discussion post, and one response, as well as a couple of quizzes not even touched with an hour before their due date.

Maybe this is what senioritis is. I can see the finish line and therefore motivation is impossible to come by. Throw on some sunny days and alcohol and I am ruined. This is where different types of learning come into play I think. If my assignments these days were to show up somewhere and apply what I've learned I would kick some serious ass. Instead, my homework is to come up with my own assignments, research them independently and present them to people who may or may not give about what I am referring to. Ugh, horrible.

First world problems, am I right? But the point is, I haven't been blogging because I feel like If I should be engaging in any writing activities, it should be homework-oriented. Good God above, I just want to read my Victorian Romances in peace. Yes, I can do that without a degree but I've come this far and I'm not going to quit now. Bumps in the road be damned, I can finish this fucking race. I may not do it tonight but I WILL DO IT.

---eventually.