gruagh.

My EN101 teacher ruined me. I used to be able to cram-write papers a few hours before their deadline, but now I can't. I used to be able to write papers without thinking about what the teacher will make of it; now, all I could think about is my perceived audience. GAH.

My teachers aren't a factor whenever I write up lab reports, because science is science: you're either right or you're wrong. But writing reflection papers for Theology (the latest of which I haven't started yet, damn it) and psychological analyses for PSY 103 and PSY 104 are making my "what-will-my-teacher-think-about-my-paper" fears rear up their collectively ugly heads.

And can I just say that Existential Psychology belongs more to a Philosophy class? It's really difficult to apply the theory to real-life situations. It doesn't help that the terms used by Biwsanger and May are also used in semiotics -- now I'm having horrific flashbacks of sleepless nights trying to figure out Roland Barthes' Mythologies.