Tomorrow is the start of the semester.
Honestly, I had been feeling increasingly stressed since last week. The sense of dread became heavier as the new semester approaches and for the past few days, I was trying my best to convince myself that since I had survived last semester, I shouldn't have much problem with this coming school term.
But of course, saying that and being able to believe in that are two different matters. There are times when your mind just refuses to be hypnotised.
I really like my school, the people here and my classes. It's the workload and the return to the daily mad rush of assignments that was making me very stressed. A week's holiday break was just not enough to recuperate. My braincells haven't had the time to regenerate themselves and I still feel too mentally drained to go back to a daily 10++ hours 7-days weekly work routine.
And then while I was preparing for tomorrow's classes just now, I actually felt a sense of anticipation! (o_o)?!
Maybe I'm masochistic by nature, who knows. ;-P
It's like one of those epiphanic eureka moments where a flash of insight suddenly hit me: So what if it's going to be another crazy semester of never-ending assignments and long work hours. At most I'll just work really hard until I fall ill again. It's really nothing because I will always recover and be able to continue to work. It's not as if I'll die from it. :)
And with that comforting (?) thought in mind, I'm all prepared to face the new semester. :-D
Honestly, I had been feeling increasingly stressed since last week. The sense of dread became heavier as the new semester approaches and for the past few days, I was trying my best to convince myself that since I had survived last semester, I shouldn't have much problem with this coming school term.
But of course, saying that and being able to believe in that are two different matters. There are times when your mind just refuses to be hypnotised.
I really like my school, the people here and my classes. It's the workload and the return to the daily mad rush of assignments that was making me very stressed. A week's holiday break was just not enough to recuperate. My braincells haven't had the time to regenerate themselves and I still feel too mentally drained to go back to a daily 10++ hours 7-days weekly work routine.
And then while I was preparing for tomorrow's classes just now, I actually felt a sense of anticipation! (o_o)?!
Maybe I'm masochistic by nature, who knows. ;-P
It's like one of those epiphanic eureka moments where a flash of insight suddenly hit me: So what if it's going to be another crazy semester of never-ending assignments and long work hours. At most I'll just work really hard until I fall ill again. It's really nothing because I will always recover and be able to continue to work. It's not as if I'll die from it. :)
And with that comforting (?) thought in mind, I'm all prepared to face the new semester. :-D
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