The learning curve never gets easier
Every end of semester I think I’m ready for the next one. Every new semester, I fall flat on my face at first. It’s been a rough month, and it’s not over. I’m happy to have acquired more math skills in the past year, but I’d like to be able to use them the roght way now that I’m facing new problems. It’s frustrating, but I’ve been there before, and I’ll manage.
My chats with St helps motivating me as I go. I woke up early, did a good amount of packing, and studied all afternoon, and for a part of the evening. At least, I catching up a bit just a bit. I wont claim victory till I’m back on top of my game.
Between, school, my move, and St, not much more is happening. I’m taking it one day at a time. One exciting is that I will see St in 6 days. He’s coming over to my new place and we will be physically intimate for the first time. Yay!
