And thus I had to constantly remind myself to take my break. To take the fortnight of rest and relaxation I had promised myself. To let my CPU cool down, so to say.
I'm glad to say I did :)
This fortnight I regained the suiying that I somehow lost during the Finals and SAT2 week. It's amazing, now that I look back, how stressed I was inside. The rather stupid way I planned to beat the reading exam, the internal mental flogging I put myself through before and after PreCal, the hasty way I memorised Theology without even appreciating the culture and the amount of thought that goes with it, the way I wrote the essay to please a lecturer and not myself. That was not who I am. And I am appalled at how I let something as transient as an exam distort me so much in such a short time.
Thank you, Time, for giving me these two weeks.
for letting me recover who was lost
for reminding me of what is really important
for showing me that someone still cares
for helping me mend fences
for blooming a blossoming friendship
for great books and great music
for the way I see the world
*And no, I'm not blaming any of you. It is a perfectly understandable need for you to let off steam after all the pressure you put yourself through, which rather defeats the point of complaining that you didn't do much in the first place. But hey, you're reading about someone who considers 'worrying' part of 'work' and 'effort' so really, it's not your fault. This paragraph is specially dedicated to KayJay and Ronnie(who never reads blogs anyway) so this is for you, KayJay. It's not your fault so don't start apologising.
3 comments:
Wonderfully written.
Every stressed-out ADFP junior from the next batch henceforth should be required to read this.
Well, my books are un-virgins now.
My Biology book is quite the rookie. She doesn't have much experience.
My Chemistry and Math2 book has 6-7 years of experience. But it has been banged by many people before me.
But at least I have deflowered Biology. I even made some marks on her, albeit not much because I plan to sell her off once I am done with her.
And I don't understand Chemistry. She wants me to perform positions which are so complicated, that I don't know what to do. She wants me to do some "orbital" and some "quantum" position. And I was like... wtf?
I hardly looked at Math2, because I found her ugly, especially after my horrible experience with Precalculus.
Hint: You don't have to appreciate the Theology we learned in class. It is totally distorted, except the Islam part.
Which is such a waste because I actually like Theology...
@charis: LOLness. the question is whether they WOULD
@weijie: Well lucky you! Mine have zero experience, plus, they're pretty shy about exposing themselves.
My Lit's a pretty lean guy and he has a mean sense of humor and that's very important in bed. And he's the least demanding. Love him to bits :D
Your Math2's brother looks like a heavyweight.. don't know if i can handle him.. but i'll do him today :)
Physics learned some new 'rules' that he wants me to practice, that fussy fellow. But he says he'll guide me real good and quick.
And the beauty of Theology was that the class was so sucky! If we google any one of those phrases he mindlessly throws at us, they cease to be stressful jargon and become the thread that forms the fabric of civilization! The impression I got in class of Hinduism was like, it's some backward religion but when i googled, it actually has rather solid rationale, only expressed in a very irritating damn-lots-of-gods way.
But there you go. Accept nothing, question everything. Even God. And even Mr Reza (or however they spell his name)
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