Day 293 Educational Writing with Scholarly Sources

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to get irritated and frustrated about the style of writing required of me within my undergraduate university classes.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing mysyelf to get mildly upset, irritated and frustrated that I am required to have predominatly scholarly sources when writing essays.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to feel restricted and restrained writing as consequence of university guidelines and regulations.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to take the university guidelines and regulations personally.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to desire to writing school papers from a starting point of self interested preference.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to create conflict friction within myself about academia and scholarly work.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to desire to write with a fuck you attitude as like saying fuck you to scholarly writing.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to have resistance towards scholarly writing.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to view myself as separate from scholars and academics.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to regard myself as superior to scholars and academics.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to whine about the fuckedness of scholarly bullshit.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to play the role of being victimized as consequence of particpating within scholary bullshit as university education.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to experience myself as being tortured by committing to walk university coursed into completion.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to make a big deal about scholarly bullshit.

I forgive msyelf for accepting and allowing myself to react to my family when they tell me to just bite the bullet and do what the university requires.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to take offence that my familly memebers would say to me just suck it up and bite the bullet.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for accepting and allowing myself to define the statement, "bite the bullet" as negative in energetic charge and being a statement of submitting to victimization as like rape/torture.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to not realise and understand that as I stabilize myself within myself I do not require to bite the bullet as I can actually enjoy myself as I move through my work...as I become the epitome of self enjoyment as who and how I am here.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to wallow within self righteous indignation towards university undergraduate participations.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to believe I take such offense towards university particpation is because I regard myself as soooo smart.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to rebell against post secondary education.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to waste time resisting doing school work.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to fuck with myself as consequence of resisting university essay writing.

I realise the ridiculousness of university writing.

I realise the ridiculousness of scholary sources

I realise the ridiculousness of taking university experiences personally.

I realise the ridiculousness of having emotional tantrums about moving through the work.

I realise the ridiculousness of creating justifications and excuses as reasons to delay moving through the work.

I realise I am capable and able to move through university work swiftly, dilligently, effortlessly.

I realise I am able to complete my assignments within a fraction of the allotted time.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to stress myself out about university work.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to fear less than perfection with regards to my work.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself for fearing failure within university studies as consequence of not being in compliance with university standards and regulations.

I realise the ridiculousness of academic suicide as like deliberately writing in a way that will put my academic survival at risk of failure/denial of a passing grade.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to reagrd myself as an academic activist as like someone who is here to educate the educators on the 'what the fucks' of education.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to resist the work involved within going through lots of scholarly sources in writing academic papers.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to dwell upon the seemingly useless work required of me in moving through university course requirements.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to look for short cuts as ways to cheat the university system so that I can just get through it without requiring to do all the work.

I realise the ridiculousness of my relationship to university essay writing.

I realise that if I focus on writing my university assignments and just getting them done I will get the done with effortless ease and I will be getting them done without a constant plaguing mindfuck of reacting in judgement to the ridiculousness of the task at hand.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to wallow within backchat about the task/challenge/work/assignment that I am required to complete.

When and as I see myself accepting and allowing myself to mindfuck myself about the task at hand, I stop and breathe...i realise the ridiculousness of midfucking myself. I smile to myself as an intimate joke. lol.