Sweetheart, genius, reckless jerk

Wow.
I am totally overwhelmed with this sudden crushing depression.
Well, depression is the wrong word.
It's more like terror.
Complete and ridiculous, unnecessary terror.
For that final I have tomorrow.
Due to that paper I'm supposed to have in rough form by now.
But more than that-I do believe that I am procrastinating rather than just write the paper. When that paper's done-the actual thought part of my education is over.
I finished my internship yesterday.
That final's coming tomorow whether I'm ready or not. And I'll pass, whether I study or not.
The paper-that's another story. It has to be done in a week--well, officially it has to be done by the 26th or something. But I'd like to just have it done and feel good about that. All it would take is to sit down and write. It wouldn't be that hard. But I haven't been able to do it.
Sigh. All I've wanted is for this to be over and now that it could be for some reason I'm dreading it.
I tell ya, I am some kind of piece of work.