Assignments...

A teacher once told me that "an essay is like a swimming pool, it's daunting until you take the plunge. Once you're in...it all goes 'swimmingly'".
(spot the cheesy pun)
I never thought I'd actually be quoting those words in all seriousness 3/4 years later.
I've started assignments and they're a killer. That's putting it nicely. You get started on a question (which takes me AGES to decide on) and then realise there is not a chance that you'll be able to write 1,000 words on it. That number is daunting to me, I hate it. It's my new worse nightmare.
What makes assignments harder, is when you're mind is whirring with a thousand and one other thoughts, ridiculous thoughts, but they cloud you're mind and thought pattern until all you want to do is scream, run or just break down in tears and wish that there was some dark cave to crawl into and run away from it all.
Can you tell that I'm an English student?? It seems to become more and more apparent to me in these blogs, that seem to drip with drama and are full to the literary brim with metaphors and similes.