ladyj
I always hated book reports. It took the fun out of reading. I resented the fact that I had to prove I'd read and understood a book. I mostly hated the ones that were assigned reading. I wasn't stupid. I enjoyed reading, and I enjoyed choosing my own material. Having to read and report on things like The Red Badge of Courage was irritating. I hated that book.
Sometimes I want to crawl into a basement and hide from the world. Living with other human beings, even my family... especially my family, is making me lose my mind. Sometimes I wonder what normal feels like. Running away from this all sounds like a perfectly reasonable idea. I'm already quasi-packed.