Creating Shadows

So I wake up this morning, after over sleeping as usal, and find myself faced with a History and English essay due for friday along with a paragraph on Thursday and just some how I do not care.
I have not finished any of the readings for my History essay and I realy do have writers block or something of the like for my english assingments.
But I just do not care that I'm so far behind and I'm kind of just taking everything as it comes, day-by-day.
If this had happened in the start of the year, which it did, I would of be bawling my little eyes out due to stress, but like I said "I just do not care!". A tonne of bricks could fall on me now and I would not care, however if it messed up my face I probably would, because thats what people have to look at.
Can you imagine at your funeral, people cannot even look at your face, because its so messed up.
That is besides the point.
I spoke to my mother and a friend about this issue of not caring and apparently it is perfectly normal. I just took awhile to reach that stage.
Well lets just hope that I come out alive at the end of this week and that a literal tonne of bricks doen't fall on my face.