Out Here in the Desert of Fear

In a week there will be a modicum of celebration for either completing the assignments or the relief of dropping the class. (I do not intend to do that!) So here I am at 4:30 in the morning making sure I have all the articles for my journal review.
Went early to school yesterday to work on my web page (I haven't figured out how to work on it at home) and ended up trying to put the first of my reviews in the newsletter format. I ran into the usual snafus. I was hoping I could just plug my text into the newsletter template. Alas no, and no surprise! Having not mastered the newsletter editing suite I quickly found myself in a helluva fix. Failure and f**king-up couldn't slow me down though, oh, nononooooooo! I clipped a photo of one of my experts from some website into the image portion of the first article of my chosen template and ended up with several overlays of mirrored text running over the photo. A grand expressionistic art project but a piss poor newsletter. I saved it all to my memory stick and went to class. I got no idea if any of it is salvageable.
Not good practice to follow a frustrating out of class session with a frustrating in class session. By the time we got to groups Jon and Ivan could tell I was pulling my hair out and eating it in a near total meltdown. Repeatedly the noble Professor P warned us to simply complete the assignment, get the "A", without complicating things. Yeah sure. Every week it seems there is another elaborately time consuming project that goes on the woodpile of things I may get to when I get a third of the things I have to do out of the way first. I wonder if I will ever complete a single assignment for this class. I have learned a boodle but what good is it if I can't get the things done which get the credit? Story of my life actually.