Someone is going to find out.

The other day a friend complained how hard it was to write a paper, it being her first academic paper in years, she was merely expressing how difficult it was with things like procrastination and text citing that were obstructing production. I said I'd help if she needed it, but after saying it I realized wtf, how did I even graduate?



Seriously, an undergrad degree in Psychology, how? When I'm reviewing/editing my resume, applying for degree related jobs, when people question my education and what I finished with I feel like a complete fraud. I don't even think I've retained any real information from the years I've been in university. I should be proud to say that I did it, sure I am, but it still baffles me how I actually accomplished it. Accomplished - overrated. Half way in I decided that, really..I hate people (to some extent). So on that note, dear friend I cannot help you with your paper, I suck.

Love affair?