I’m not alone
Okay, I’m not disorganized or undisciplined. The study objectives for our biology final is intense. I just wished good luck to some classmates still in the middle of memorizing what literally is a new language. Taxonomy is almost entirely Latin, so I expect to be fairly fluent in this dead language by the end of my university curriculum.
I’ve studied pretty much a straight 8 hours today. I even ate infront of my computer. My brain was focused, and all went well. Even if I’ve been preparing for this exam since the mid-terms, it’s still a gigantic task. I’m already comfortable with 75% of what I’ve studied, and I’ll tweak as much as I can in the morning.
In this word memorization game, I’ve had little time for my beloved chemistry. I’m glad I had made no plans on Tuesday because it will be needed to finish practicing the different equations, and problem solving. I’ll be a bit tired, but I’ve had at least 8 hours of sleep every night for the past two months. I expect good sleep tonight, and tomorrow so I will have the energy to perform. The hardest part at this point will be to gather energy for my Holiday plans. I’ll be tired, but proud which is good with me.
On another tangent, to return on yesterday’s blog. By the time I reached home, and crawled into my sleep cocoon, my sadness had almost subsided. It was an unexpected trigger, a normal phenomenon for a broken heart. I’m back to my studious self, and my yummy meals. That also, I’m eating well everyday, something I didn’t cut corners on to have optimal focus. All is well, and I will do well. Time to turn off my overworking neurons, and enjoy my quiet time before bed. Night night!
