And the work load piles. Yes, readings are swamping me from all directions. As much as I make an effort to plonk my butt down and read, I figured my reading and comprehending speed has slowed down considerably. Not something I would wanna hear at this point of time. Working hard is never as good as working smart. This is bad.
Presentations are all about throwing smoke bombs. AW too. Read an article and try to smoke your way through the discussions and when it comes to assignments, the mantra simply goes, just whack. Amazing module, one which makes the whole class depressed on Tuesday and Thursday mornings.
So yup. There you go. SMU life. The race on the fast track dotted with so many meetings, you wonder if it's still school. I remember the fun I had in FTB and SS camp. The promise that SMU is fun, and I remembered that feeling on SS night as well. Guess it's work hard and play hard too. Something I never mastered in my life.
Oh blah. The mix of academia and the personal life. I'm still wondering around cluelessly. I think I know the answer, but I don't know if it's the right one. And sometimes, knocking on the wall reaps no reward. Go figure.
