His Nerd

Chapter Fifty

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Chapter Fifty!!!

......damn we already on chapter fifty ima cry holy shit 
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"Maslow's endorsement regarding humanism initiated the beginning of new psychological components being analyzed, thus solidifying the 1940s era. Solely, during this time frame, psychology manifested predominantly towards the negative elements of the mind. The two leading perspectives of psychology were behaviorism- how stimuli affects observable behavior- and psychoanalysis-how present behavior is dictated by past experiences that have rested upon the unconscious. Maslow grew quick irritation as he felt as though both perspectives failed to recognize the positive half of the mind and lingered on the 'sick half of psychology', hence formulating the third force of psychology: Humanism. The objective was to further emphasize the significance around free will, self efficiency, and self actualization, aiming to help people fulfill their potential. Ma-" 

A light snore caused me to stop mid sentence as I raised my head up only to come face to face with a close-eyed snoring Taylor 

"TAYLOR!" I hissed vigorously shaking her shoulder to wake her up

"I'm up, I'm up!" She uttered as she let out a yawn before blinking her eyes repeatedly

I gave her an unamused face as I crossed my arms against my chest 

"Oh don't look at me like that" she rebutted, once noticing my annoyance, "you've read that to me three times" she said, looking at me expectedly as she combed her hair with her fingers, most likely to make sure she didn't have bed hair

"yeah because you fell asleep three times" I deadpanned giving her a 'try me' face 

"You know I hate learning" she whined stretching her words out as she gave me her best puppy dog eyes, "just let me be stupid in peace" 

I rolled my eyes, not having the energy nor the time to have a disagreement with her before letting a sigh escape my lips

"Whatever, it's fine. I'll just ask Mrs.Sedesta to look it over for me" I said tirelessly as I looked over my paper one last time

"Wait" Taylor said with her voice laced in irritation while her index finger was lifted up

I raised my eyebrow at her as she continued to look at me with pique

"you mean to tell me.." she said slowly, "you put me through all of that and this isn't even your final draft?!" she finished looking at me incredulously 

I looked at her boredly for around 4 seconds before saying 'yes' and walking away with her murmuring profanities from behind me

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school's been a bitch 

I don't know why every class has decided to assign essays and have them due next to one another but it's killing me

I couldn't help but also feel a little saddened that I'm not enjoying it because the papers hold interesting topics, yet because I feel so pressured, I'm dreading it more than anything else

It's okay

You have to sacrifice and commit to get what you want

Yes Angela, positive mentality yes yes yes