I am writing a big ass essay these days. Actually I'm not quite sure how big ass it's supposed to be. However, the expectations that I have for myself are about as high as they will ever be. I mean, I've only truly been made happy by one thing, aside from a few people, and that has been reading and writing. All of that excitment about english class, and reading all of those boring old classics, that's not fake at all. I work so hard, because I enjoy it, and it's not actually work, and I know that finishing the work will allow me crazy big ammounts of gratification.
And so, this being so important, I am a little bit stressed out.
I've been not giving things everything I have, and I know that if I don't for this one I'll regret it for a long time to come. It's not even that other people expect more of me, it's just me, it's personal, and I know what can come out of me.

I just don't want to sell myself short, you know?