I take so much upon myself. I realize this. I can't help but help him. He has a research paper due on Saturday for his economics class. He is barely passing, and figures he's going to fail, so he's just given up. I took it upon myself to gather all the info on his paper, and we'll sit down tonight or tomorrow night and discuss what we'll cover and how we'll write it. The truth is - I know nothing about economics, but he cannot fail this class. He doesn't take failure well, and I'm surprised he isn't doing his best. Normally he works harder than anyone I know. He seems to be slacking off this semester. I've always helped him with his school if he needed it, and he rarely did. In his English classes we often sat down together and I edited or helped him rewrite his papers. I won't say I did the work for him, because I remember the first time we worked together, I realized how well he could write. He didn't need my help except maybe finding textaul support and grammar. He just needed a sounding board. However we'll work on this together, because I know he doesn't know this stuff together. he'll need my help. That's fine. I decided to do this. I told him I had checked out all his stuff and we would start working on it. He might have wanted my help, but he wouldn't have asked for it. Not after everything we had been through recently. I'm just glad I can help.
I have a ton of school work myself, but i don't feel like doing any of it. I'm so tired of school. every day is so long, and I just want to crawl into bed and sleep. it's horrible.
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