It's 2 AM. I have a blank word document sitting in front of me. And although I am a master-procrastinator, I am even a little disgusted with myself. A single page. I hate this book. I am finished with it, I would like it to stay that way. I know I am gonna be so ready to sleep in like an hour. It won't even take me that long. Why I am so afraid to start this paper? Oh yeah, I hate this book and don't really know what to say about it, even if the topics are laid out right in front of me.
Enough, even if it sucks, I'm just gonna do it. I may be good at BSing lit papers, but I've never BSed a lit paper in french...
