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To Recapitulate
It has been a crazy ride since school began. So far, my university life can be summed up by the inside of the year one archi studio - where time seems to escape without a hint. You begin to discover that, yes, you CAN go without sleep for up to three days. After 48 hours of wakefulness, it actually becomes quite difficult to coax oneself to sleep. There are no photos to be shown. Just eyebags and a new-found caffeine fixation.
My priorites have somehow fallen into this order: 1) course work; and 2) everything else. Maybe not just that. I have also somehow ended up with committee responsibilites and projects on the side: external relations director, World AIDS Day, freelance writing, looking into some design competitions on the side, still debating model UN research position.
I am still not even sure how friends fit into the equation. In this regard, I do feel monumentally guilty. Birthdays slip by, and all I can do is apologize after the fact.
Quite frankly, I have no clue how else to manage. Everyone seems to think that I am managing - even excelling. The truth is, I spend every spare moment I have mugging, researching - figuring out how to outdo, outlast my year-mates. It may only be this glimpse that everyone else sees that compels me to pull a rabbit out at crunch time. I fear I may be running out of rabbits. Now, I seem to know no way else to live.
Mon choux is a workaholic. He told me today that he has been sleeping at 5am and waking at 10am to go to work. This, somehow, makes me feel terribly inefficient by comparison. His willingness to make personal sacrifices accounts for his occupational success.
Either way, I shall stop feel sorry for myself now. I have my health. I have my mental faculties. I have Mon choux. If I also want to have a life, I will have a life. Just not now. No time right now. Note to self: Find time to have a life. Hope I still have friends when that happens.
exhaustedMy priorites have somehow fallen into this order: 1) course work; and 2) everything else. Maybe not just that. I have also somehow ended up with committee responsibilites and projects on the side: external relations director, World AIDS Day, freelance writing, looking into some design competitions on the side, still debating model UN research position.
I am still not even sure how friends fit into the equation. In this regard, I do feel monumentally guilty. Birthdays slip by, and all I can do is apologize after the fact.
Quite frankly, I have no clue how else to manage. Everyone seems to think that I am managing - even excelling. The truth is, I spend every spare moment I have mugging, researching - figuring out how to outdo, outlast my year-mates. It may only be this glimpse that everyone else sees that compels me to pull a rabbit out at crunch time. I fear I may be running out of rabbits. Now, I seem to know no way else to live.
Mon choux is a workaholic. He told me today that he has been sleeping at 5am and waking at 10am to go to work. This, somehow, makes me feel terribly inefficient by comparison. His willingness to make personal sacrifices accounts for his occupational success.
Either way, I shall stop feel sorry for myself now. I have my health. I have my mental faculties. I have Mon choux. If I also want to have a life, I will have a life. Just not now. No time right now. Note to self: Find time to have a life. Hope I still have friends when that happens.