Its 4.17am on a Saturday morning, and Im sitting on the rooftop (table and bench don’t worry, not the parapet) enjoying the breeze. I would like to imagine im alone, but I cant, because behind the glass panels on my left, the 7th floor guys are playing guitar heroes, and I think they’ll last longer than I. They know im stressed, but I hope they don’t think too much about it.
In fact, quite a few people have been trying to sound me out, If im fine. They know of my commitments and wonder if i can cope this semester. I know because they ask me.I say I think its going to be okay, but honestly I don’t think so. I haven’t been doing much work this semester, and I mean it. The only times I studied were the 11th hour before my test, and given the difficulty of the tests, expectedly, I didn’t fare well. It has been a conscious recognition to know that my cap will suffer this sem. I have sat through two meetings this week that have people warning me that schoolwork will take a backseat for now, till exam period.
Have been telling myself to do better than to be influenced by that, emulate last semester a little bit more, and become more of what I wanted to stay, after coming into hall. And woah, its not easy at all. I agree with you if you think hall sucks the life out of someone, because of what it demands. I totally agree with you. But i don’t agree with you that the outcome is always determined. In trying to do better than what the outcome may suggest, im trying my very best. Im tired, my brain is reeling from the effects of 15 hour sleep each week, but I’ll do my best.
My Paper 3 is due real soon, 2 projects, 1 presentation and 2 tests, and finals in 20 odd days. Im far from prepared, and I don’t know how im going to face my CAP when it comes out.
This morning EG didn’t wake me up because he knew I needed the sleep. I was frustrated when I woke up but it made me so thankful of the kind of friends I have. Joined the crossers at biz for study /htht. Have been having quite a few htht-ing recently, giving some real good closures to a few topics. Churning out proposals at the speed of light also adds purpose to the status of not-studying-at-all.
If its anything that holds me back here, its because of the friendships I have, which also have been tested through thick and thin.
Anyway, after this week of closures and gearing up, I think its time to change the direction again, take another fork. From this very moment, I shall sleep early, by 1am everyday, wake up by 8 everyday, run thrice a week, and phantom to study. Time to pull up everything's that down.
Its getting cold, and dawn's breaking, I should go.