I don’t know why I do these things to myself.
I volunteered in class last night to be one of two people to submit a rough draft of my final 20-25 page paper next week for perusal by the teacher and my classmates. As in, submitted on November 6th. Which means I have five days to do it. I haven’t finished my research yet. Let alone begun writing.
Shoot me in the head.
It seemed like a good idea at the time, truly. For two reasons.
1) My rough draft of my pre-thesis paper is due on November 13th. The second option for producing paper drafts was November 14th. Idiotic as I am, I am not suicidal. I know there is no conceivable way that I would complete two 20-25 page drafts in that same period of time.
2) Brownie points. Look, if I’m going to get out of this M.A. program with a degree in hand, I need all the professors I can in my corner. In a classroom of 12 people, only me and one other guy volunteered to go first. I figure this scores me some brownie points with the professor. A professor who I intend on having for an elective next semester, no less.
So maybe I’m not 100% idiotic. Maybe it’s more like…89% idiotic.
I’m consigning myself to a weekend of research and writing. And it’s going to drive me insane. Cue another “history major breakdown” probably coming Saturday night. Argh.
At least the Patriots have a bye this weekend so I won’t feel terrible if I’m skipping homework to watch the game.