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I really hate cramming. My friends from grad school knows that. This whole graduate school stuff's been teaching me to be patient and telling me that I do not have control over everything. It was just a couple of months ago that I have finally come to accept that I am a little control freak.
I make the most out of daylight because I am now having trouble staying up at night. I have given up coffee the day I discovered I started palpitating because of caffeine. My mom would be happy that I have cut down my vice by more than 50%. I have not been drinking since the last time I got so wasted that I threw up in my pants. That was like, three weeks ago. I've sworn off vodka. I have a 1L Bailey's liquor patiently waiting for me every time I go home at night. But no, I'm not opening it baby. I decided to give it away to my friends on my personal favorite and proclaimed personal holiday: Halloween. Like I said earlier, I make the most of of day light, but honestly I get stuck midway. It's crappy, it's frustrating and I can't have coffee or cigs. To make things sorry-er, I know no one else can help me but me.
This whole "papers" thing is quite taking a toll on me. I can take it, I just need to be informed properly. I was driving myself like a maniac researching on stuff to make my paper "scholarly" and "worthy". I just wish responsible -for- information people would just tell me what is really expected.
I was asking at the start of this semester if "Wine" is required at the end of the sem, they said Grapes would do. I just wish they won't go telling me 28 days til end of the first semester of the academic year that they wanted Wine all along when I have asked about it right in the beginning.
Now I need to ransack a fuckin' vineyard. If you happen to be in the academe, (or at least have experienced some if it) you will know what I mean.
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