As I hide down here in the study lounge (which is heated...so I don't know why I don't just come here to hang when I'm hiding from my room) and I'm supposed to be writing my paper because apparently I SUCK at these papers, but I guess I knew that. I haven't been putting a lot of effort into them and I guess it shows. It's not that I don't care about doing well, it's that I'm not sure how to go about getting better. I know what's wrong, I just don't know how to fix it. Anyway, my professor told me today that if I don't start to do better then I'll tank my GPA in next semester's class.
Moving on though - you know that feeling when you're down and you feel like you're just slipping away from everyone around you and everything you love? Yea. That's my life right now. I know that counseling will help and that if I take better care of myself it will be better, but it's not better now...and that's a sadness.
