I hit my limit in college. One of the requirements for my degree was to write a 20 page paper. I put the class off until my final semester. I lived the class, but the only grades were for “class participation” and the paper 40/60). I had no problem with the participation, but I had the entire semester to write the paper. Friends, I waited until 2 days before it was due and it wasn’t enough lol. It was so bad, I was embarrassed to turn it in. My teacher gave me a D on it as a favor. I’m sure many of you can also relate, that for months before the due date, I became more stressed out than I’ve ever been. I grew gray hairs, and developed a giant swollen taste bud right on the tip of my tongue.
I hit my limit in college. One of the requirements for my degree was to write a 20 page paper. I put the class off until my final semester. I lived the class, but the only grades were for “class participation” and the paper 40/60). I had no problem with the participation, but I had the entire semester to write the paper. Friends, I waited until 2 days before it was due and it wasn’t enough lol. It was so bad, I was embarrassed to turn it in. My teacher gave me a D on it as a favor. I’m sure many of you can also relate, that for months before the due date, I became more stressed out than I’ve ever been. I grew gray hairs, and developed a giant swollen taste bud right on the tip of my tongue.
But did you still technically fulfill the requirement? Because even at my worst, I still technically passed and thus never learned my lesson.
It’s horrible and stressful, but it works every time. I hate it.