Here comes the time when all of my professors seems to compete on who gives the hardest exam, the grueling paper presentation, and tons of overnight laboratory works. Everytime I finish one lab. exercise, here comes another. Whenever I'll be working to finish a project report, another exam amounts.
But I should, at least, had myself adjusted to this. I'm in my 4th yr in college, it's expected I'll be experiencing this kind of ordeal. No question I'm stressed out. I wish I could just brush up easily with all my works.
On the other hand, part of the blame should be given to me. If I should been able to manage all my works in a proper system, then a mean amount will be taken off my shoulder by now. If I've been able to make the most of my time, I should not be so "ngarag" everytime I go to class.
You see, being a student is synonymous to hardwork. And until now, I still cannot comprehend hardwork in it's truest sense. Yes, I'm a normal, ordinary student. Now and then I get to pass a couple of subjects. Fail some. hehehe. The outcome will always depict how much hardwork you've alloted for a certain thing. It's a great deal of hardwork, definitely.
Now, there's no sense dwelling on what if's and should have's. I guess this will always mark it's way as a significant lesson. And maybe, by now I could be able to pick up and learn from it. Even if, I've been passing through this for the nth time.
It's the extent of how you value school. I value school a lot. I may not have the highest of grades. I may not be able to graduate on time. I may sometimes doze off in class and worse, be absent for no reasons at all. But, I do, value school. I appreciate the fact that I've been able to get good, quality education.
The next time, no more excuses. This is the last time I would be scolding myself for being such a major bum. I should somehow get myself away from the bitter doom of failure.
I still need to read a couple of notes. I have an exam the next day. I wish I'd pass. I think I will. I've studied the whole Saturday. hehehe.
'Til next time... So sick of lovesong, so sad and slow, but why can't I turn off the radio?.
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