Three hours spent doing nothing, I don't deny.

Why is it that I am experiencing a cognitive dissonance that does not elicit an appropriate response? 11hours away from the Psychology paper that I am 35% prepared for, what is the probability that I still to repress any form of stress? Perhaps this is what they call a behavioral disengagement. Or maybe my perceived control has led to the learned outcome of failure anyway. Perhaps its apathy altogether. Whatever. Laziness?

Frustrations, frustrations.
Life is tough - crappy for everyone who realizes that it is.
Does God really want us to internalize this hard reality?
In fact, was life meant to be a bitter pill?

Utterly bashed. I am in no state to accept, much less assume, any propositions, or so I think. Have I grown tougher, or have I been foolish? What is the next step?

Take heart, because whatever worse can happen will happen. So shape up. Swim or sink. Conceivably, struggling is better than quitting. How long does a caterpillar say in its cacoon does it decide to squirm out of it? Why does it want to leave the cacoon anyway?

Exactly what on earth am I?
God, save me.