this isn't what holidays are supposed to be like, aint it?
I realize this happens all the time; at the beginning of a promising new term, I'll grandly take up all available challenges without any heed of self-preservation. And then when the toll does catch up and tags me in the face with a resounding bitchslap, I start wailing out and complaining like a bloody fool missing his pacifier.
*sigh*
Comparatively, I really miss my sem1 self...back at the times when its just hanging out with my gang of OGmates, and all of us studying our common core modules together in the library everyday. Just plain, simple muggering, nothing more. Now theres both external factors and internal obstacles hindering my every step, such as unforseen...accidents and incidents that simply drain my time and energy away, there's no viable comfort buffer-zone to just stretch and relax in anymore.
Retrospectively, this means I'm complaining more, and working less. Reminiscing more, and planning less. Procrastinating more, and sleeping less. Dreaming more, but doing less. Wishing more, but praying less.
I could go on forever. Either way, its back to reading textbook, filling up forms, and reviewing budget proposals simultaneously.
learning through life's potholes