Oh Blog, I have forgotten thee!
I'd almost forgotten this place still existed. I am trying desperately to finish my last term paper and of course when that happens my mind wanders all over the place, so here I am. I really should not. Tomorrow shall mark the end of the Three Weeks of Hell, and (hopefully) I shall be happy and perhaps go and have a couple of drinks to celebrate my surviving a very agonising period. I have to give it to myself because being the sloth that I was last year, I have finally managed to knock some sense into myself about bucking up. There is a certain amount of satisfaction that comes from working your brains out but at the same time, I am certain that I have ruined a couple of papers and tests so that's really nothing to cheer about. I have never piled so many things on my plate before, having always been quite content to breeze easily through life without torturing myself too much, and I very often question whether or not I've bitten off more than I can chew for this semester. I suppose I will be able to manage it, but whether I will manage it well, or rather whether I can meet my own high expectations is another issue altogether.
Oh well, tough on me. I shall undoubtedly have to learn to deal.
Back to work!
Oh well, tough on me. I shall undoubtedly have to learn to deal.
Back to work!