7A — And now I'm trying to get back...
Thankfully, I went to bed at a mildly more reasonable today—somewhere between 11PM and 1AM. (Wow, what a change.) Unfortunately, I slept in yet again. I got some reading done today, for the AP Psychology assignment. Mostly I entertained myself by reading An Abundance of Katherines . My goal is to finish the psych reading by Wednesday, and then finish all of the actual assignment shortly after that. It's all about the initial cost of starting to write, and from there on out it should be pretty easy. My home rapidly becomes even less interesting to me, and its environment is slowly made more and more caustic by the small reminders of various inadequacies and perceived transgressions which are delivered to me by my parents. This isn't to say that their intercession isn't abnormal or unappreciated, but it builds up over time to be a constant sort of pressure which is utterly unnecessary given the natural pressures I am already under. I consider myself fairly self-motivated