This, Too, Shall Pass

I really wanted to find a rhythm. A balance between tasks, debate, writing, and everything in between. I really wanted to find my pace. I don’t want to run doing everything last minute like it’s a race. I really wanted to find peace. A place where I can simply exist.

This semester, at least so far, is none by the least.

There’s perpetual anxiety not to fall behind on the weekly hectic. A gloom that looms over every waking moment. Stress addressed to me specifically, and just life generally.

Still, I mustn’t forget.

This, too, shall pass.

Weekly Entry (June 1st – 7th 2015)

My first week of approximately 2.5 months being free from formal education! (Albeit, I have to go back a few times to take care of some things.)

So, let’s start with my somewhat amazing scores! And by amazing, I’m not saying I got all As. Well, mostly. I got one A- and a somewhat startling B-, though I didn’t expect to get a gold star on that particular subject anyway. But what’s interesting is… I got a C. Because my lecturer had to go back to his hometown due to an emergency, he couldn’t finish grading all the papers and exams in time and input it in the system. Thus, every student in every class he teaches gets a C, whether they actually got an A or an E (the lowest alphabet in my campus is E. But there’s no A+ either, hmm….)

I don’t really mind, but it leaves me with a problem. You see, if I get a GPA of 3.5, I get a 10% for next semester’s fees. 25% if I get 3.75, and 50% if I get 3.9 or above. If I get an A for this last subject, I’ll get a 25% cut. If not, I’ll only get a 10% cut. I mean, the 15% difference isn’t that huge, but it helps to reduce financial burdens nonetheless. So, yeah. I’m waiting in anxiety for that last letter to appear in my student data.

I’m catching up on sleep, but it’s kinda hard when I have problems keeping my eyes shut before it’s 2 am. Maybe it’s because I take naps? But naps are nice! #teamnaps

If nothing else, I need to be more productive in reading. Poor little books, left untouched and unread in my cramped little shelf! And poor little shelf, being worn down by the weight of my books! I definitely need more book space storage. *grumbles*

I know I wasn’t all keen going into Law, but now I find it more than tolerable, though less than enjoyable. I’m definitely gonna try and keep my grades satisfying. Speaking of law, I wonder if I’ll ever muster up enough determination to go into moot court.

A to-do list while I’m still in college: try MUN, at least once.

Two Days Ago

So, a lot of things happened two days ago. Or at least, that’s relatively a lot compared to my usual mundane day as a plebeian member of society.

It all started a few hours before March 5th. I was utterly confused on whether or not my classes would still run as usual or if I had to attend a public lecture instead. I mixed up my schedules and mistakenly remembered that the latter class which clashed with the public lecture’s schedule at that particular meeting wasn’t really important. I decided to skip it.

The reason is because a friend owed me a treat and due to clashing schedules (oh, that phrase has been the highlight of my life, recently) he could only do so after mid-terms or on that day. Of course, being me, I wouldn’t want to waste a treat.

In the end, I ended up skipping the other, somewhat more important but still not all that vital class. Oh well. I’m usually a good student in that class anyway.

At midnight I actually wrote down a poem. Yeah, a love poem. I’ve been writing around midnight again for the last couple of days. That’s a sign of me being either in deep shit or deep feelings, this particular case being the latter. Don’t believe me? See recent posts—both in this blog and my other one. If you still don’t believe me, oh well. Not my problem.

I decided to come clean and confess rather than regretting never telling and end up asking “what if?” for quite some time. So I slept on that thought.

As I’ve typed before, I got my schedules mixed up. So I ended up making a task for the less important class and skipped the more important one (there goes one absent mark, sigh).

Well, at least my friend still treated me to lunch. A free lunch (plus, ice cream!) can always make my day better, even if just a bit.

Oh, I did confess. And glad to have done it. Why go through unnecessary drama if I could just say something to prevent it? Plus, the both of us are easygoing—to the point I felt like he didn’t really acknowledge my words. Then again, it’s nowhere near a serious condition. So, yeah, I’ll stop now. That’s it on that topic.

But wait—there’s more! I had to hand in a task. One I made entirely on my own. Another highlight of two days ago: I’ve decided to confront (when I can and it’s appropriate) anyone who tries to take advantage of me, especially ones who try and be sneaky about it, or those who don’t pull their weight in tasks.

Seriously, not one out of six people responded in the chat. They think their scores will me just peachy since I’m around. Well, they should think again.

I knew taking law here would mean I’ll come out able to be a harsher person, but I didn’t think I’d have to be stern (and possibly harsh) already in this semester.

Hmm… come to think of it, that’s not really a lot in one day. Just a lot going on my mind and to go through in one day.

That’s still conceivable as “a lot”, right?