I just wrote my English in-class essay and I can tell you it's foul beyond words. Never have I written something so ridiculous. I feel like I'm the producer of Naruto anime series, inserting a bunch of fillers just to keep things going. I'm so disappointed with myself. What have I done wrong? Is it because I didn't understand the plays? Is it because I haven't written an essay in 4 months? Is it because I delayed my revision until the last minute? Oh, this heartache! Break, heart, prithee break. Don't think I'm just a good student who whines even when he does better than others : thou art a liar and arrant knave if thou thinkest so. God damn me. Cursed brain! Cursed hand! Cursed mind! Damn, damn, damn, damn.... Have the results in Taylor's deceived me? Am I nothing but a fool who deceives himself with the thought of greatness? Huh? Is this illusion? Where goes the flow, the ingenuity of mind, the seamless thoughts, the acute, subtle insight, the precise diction, the solid structure? Whither art thou???!!!!!!!!!

Alack, I'm doomed...