What if...
Okay, the criteria said "8 to 12 double-spaced well-written pages". Officially, I have 8 pages (okay, the eighth page is technically still blank, but the page count reads eight!) and it's...more or less...uh...it's written. So, I shouldn't be beating myself up for blogging right now, right? Man, my energy is shot. I fell asleep on the bus today, then on the van home and then on the way in, on the most uncomfortable ride in the country, the "songtaew" (think pickup with two benches in the back facing each other, crammed full of people) - you guessed it! - I dozed off. My biological clock is most definitely out of sync. I get hungry at weird times, I get sleepy at weird times, I even get cranky at odd times (that used to be reserved for early mornings). I try to get to bed earlier but this endeavor usually fails because a) I have a ton of work to do and b) my mind gets filled up with all sorts of crazy thoughts which serve to keep me wide awake. Lately, I've been having these weird moments when I just start playing "What if...?"
What if I can't finish my assignments?
What if I've forgotten to do an assignment?
What if I can't understand the material?
What if I decide to make that call?
What if I lose some of my sources?
What if I fail?
Can you see why I'm messed up?
Final thought: I blame it on lack of sleep. :shock: