so it's that time of year again. the moment every slacker dreads, and the moment every hard-working, goal-achieving other waits for in hopeful anticipation.

reports have been sent out, and of course my parents read it first without even thinking of telling me it had arrived. and it comes along with a set of comments i already knew to expect.

the thing is, i'm sick of being told i don't try hard enough. that i could do better. that i don't focus or contribute. what if i don't want to? what if i don't actually care about any of it at all?

i may not know what i want to do with my life, but i do know that writing an essay or solving an equation isn't going to help me to find out.