I'm slacking off a little this semeseter, I suppose it was the holday that broke my pace a little. Accelerated degrees are no joke, major exams every 3 months with unrelenting assignments in between. I seldom gripe about not being able to manage, because honestly, who am I to complain? I've got classmates with kids, holding a full time jobs and still attending night school. They are amazing and I am humbled. It should be nothing for me, it should be a privillege that I hold a part-time job and only have to worry about my own finances and not have to support a family and that I have nights and sometimes days to work on my assignments, with allowance to do voluntary work. What the heck. Who am I to complain.
So yes, this post was going to be about how tonight is going to be a long night of writing, but I should channel my energy intended for griping into productivity and get cracking.
I'm nobody.
So yes, this post was going to be about how tonight is going to be a long night of writing, but I should channel my energy intended for griping into productivity and get cracking.
I'm nobody.