Do not start what cannot be finished

Hi everyone

Been keeping busy…that’s the only excuse that I can come up with for not having posted until now. Counted up all my assessment pieces and came to the grand total of 12 — which really isn’t too bad when I think about it. 12 summative assessments, that is. The 142 assignment didn’t turn out to be that much of a workload. Though I have to add that footnoting for it took much too long than it should have.

So week six is chugging along and it’s a tad disturbing that this semester is passing so quickly. What happened to those days when we could just sit in a classroom and stare out the window? That’s not to say I did a lot of that, thank-you very much. Still, it doesn’t feel like I have any control over my uni life: it’s just all these assessment dates speeding closer in a bid to deprive me of all my sanity. And most of my sleep. You know: those (many) nights when the reasonable fraction of your brain is urging you to go to bed, but you’re wrestling with yourself wondering whether you’ve done enough revision/reading/summarising/all of the above for the day. Then you go to bed worrying that, no, you really haven’t done enough for that day, and end up feeling guilty. Is it just me, or do other uni students also find that if they haven’t squeezed every last atomic-second out of their waking day into hitting the books, that there’s something wrong with them? Or maybe I am just suffering from mid-semester-itis. Must find quick-fix cure and get rich!

Right so I’m a head-case. Deal with it. Denial is not your friend. Something else that is making me glum is what’s going on with the Olympic torch relay. I’m of Australian nationality in the legal sense, but the events stemming out from my homeland is painful to me. And since this whole debacle erupted, the work we’ve covered in 142 surrounding human rights and UN human rights declarations have really tugged some strings.

Okay this blogger shall see you later, before she turns any more sour.

Sherryinabottle