If I thought it was a brutal start last week, I was very naive. Now, I’m facing a 90° cliff when it comes to my learning curve and I think a part is even 110°. I will need to pull some magical climbing moves because the hours of personal studies seem to grow exponentially.
Right now, I can’t think of nothing us but keep up. My feelings are fear and anxiety and nothing else matters. My post will be dry till I feel safe once more, if it happens over the course of this crazy catch-up race of knowledge. Learning the equivalent of years of highschool in a few weeks is bunkers. I committed to this and I will stick to the plan as well as I can.
My schedule is now officially modified and all is in place. My job to make sure I can absorb as much knowledge as possible as fast as possible. 8 am to 8 am is now the minimum time I spend in my books and/or on campus. My body doesn’t have a choice, it has to happen no matter what.
I grateful for the quiet little desk at the very end of the library.