Verbal Diarrhoea ahead

At 21, I feel smaller than ever. Others have so many expectations of me... worst, I've so many expectations of myself which I just can't seem to live up to. I keep thinking I'm trying, but I slip up. What happened to the control, the determination, the motivation.

Last night, I slept at 8:30pm... all the way until 9:30am this morning. I woke up thinking of cutting classes, and decided against it. At 3pm, I almost cut classes to do something incredibly stupid... for once, I'm glad the nerd in me won over and the two boring hours of Physics really saved my day.

I'm not a perfectionist. I'm a failed perfectionist.