Stormy Calmness
The struggle with academia continues with the epic final of this chapter: the exam!
So this is it: the games have all been played, the shows have all been watched and some people are tired of each other’s company. There is nothing left to do.
But study.
Physics is creeping up real fast, and I’m not yet as “into studying” as I would have liked to be. I fear a revisit from the relaxness that plagued me last time. The sun is out and summer is here: but guilt and an inherent instinct to study keep me inside. When everyone else is done, I still have one last thing to write. Then, when I am finished, I shall standing at the gaping mouth of a two month holiday. Time and energy will have to be managed wisely, as I foresee weeks that oscillate between hectic and mundane. I still don’t have a job for the summer, despite the fact that I want/need the money it will bring. As with everything else in life, I’m very fussy about the type of work I’ll do. A few good opportunities have come to me, but it’ll take some initiative that I’m not well known for. Guess that’ll be part of the experience.
The year has passed way too quickly. A cliché complaint, I know, but some things will always remain a universal truth. Anyway, I believe the transition went well. Even the most redundant routine can become a way of life. The trick is finding enjoyment in the situation you are. I guess I did – on a certain level at least. I’ll elaborate on this more another time.
I am up to my chin in necessary correspondent work. It my own fault, I know. Too lazy, too busy. Too friendly, too naïve. A few bad choices, a bitter taste. But it’ll all be fine if I can dedicate some time to it without having my conscious throbbing over something else. I don’t blame anybody but myself, but it’s time to get past that.
Thought for the day: half the reality lies in the illusion.
Several hundred pages of a book that tries to explain the natural universe awaits me: I best be off.
So this is it: the games have all been played, the shows have all been watched and some people are tired of each other’s company. There is nothing left to do.
But study.
Physics is creeping up real fast, and I’m not yet as “into studying” as I would have liked to be. I fear a revisit from the relaxness that plagued me last time. The sun is out and summer is here: but guilt and an inherent instinct to study keep me inside. When everyone else is done, I still have one last thing to write. Then, when I am finished, I shall standing at the gaping mouth of a two month holiday. Time and energy will have to be managed wisely, as I foresee weeks that oscillate between hectic and mundane. I still don’t have a job for the summer, despite the fact that I want/need the money it will bring. As with everything else in life, I’m very fussy about the type of work I’ll do. A few good opportunities have come to me, but it’ll take some initiative that I’m not well known for. Guess that’ll be part of the experience.
The year has passed way too quickly. A cliché complaint, I know, but some things will always remain a universal truth. Anyway, I believe the transition went well. Even the most redundant routine can become a way of life. The trick is finding enjoyment in the situation you are. I guess I did – on a certain level at least. I’ll elaborate on this more another time.
I am up to my chin in necessary correspondent work. It my own fault, I know. Too lazy, too busy. Too friendly, too naïve. A few bad choices, a bitter taste. But it’ll all be fine if I can dedicate some time to it without having my conscious throbbing over something else. I don’t blame anybody but myself, but it’s time to get past that.
Thought for the day: half the reality lies in the illusion.
Several hundred pages of a book that tries to explain the natural universe awaits me: I best be off.
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