The best thing about graduating university and having a job is that nothing follows me home. For almost all of my life, up until this point, I felt like a slave to homework, projects, and tests. I’d never have a weekend where I could just relax, and not think about the next thing that I should be working on. Even in the summers I felt guilty for not getting a head start on next years material.
Now it’s just pure relaxation. No more worry about failing something or running out of money. The only thing left to work on is me, and I have the rest of my life for that.
Just finished writing my economics exam. I found out last night that the exam was at 9:00 am instead of 2:00 pm. Usually, I make a last minute check of the schedule before I go to sleep the day before, so it was a shock. The last few hours before an exam are integral in my ability to pass, so my plan to study with Aaron basically fell through.
I have no idea how well I did though. Going in, I was thinking that it would be a sure fail, but I ended up confidently answering the majority of the questions. I only read through the material once, and didn’t do any review. If I do somehow end up passing this course, than either:
- I can remember 90% of what I understand or
- economics is a really easy program compared to comp sci, or
- first year courses are extremely simple after passing fourth year ones, or
- there was some sort of divine intervention
I’ve decided that just passing one of my courses will my satisfying. That way the term won’t be a complete waste.
I’m almost certain that I’ll be failing the classes I’ve taken this term. The exams are in a few days, and I only started studying, no, learning the material yesterday. It just seems so pointless to try passing a class when the credits will expire anyway. Sure, they don’t expire for a few years, but I don’t plan on going back to school within the next decade, if ever. This wouldn’t be a worry if I wasn’t working almost full-time and moving in the same week, but that doesn’t really seem to matter. I have a history of failing stuff at the right time. The two core courses I failed during my comp sci degree didn’t hold me back and I was able to make them up without a hitch. Now I’ll be failing two courses I don’t need. As long as I try my hardest to pass, given the circumstances, I won’t feel guilty whatever the outcome.
I’m insanely busy. I have two exams next week, both of which I haven’t started studying for yet. Actually I haven’t even been to class in about a month. Once I found out that my credits would expire in a few years, I lost all desire to do well, since I don’t plan on going back to school in a few years. I’m also moving next weekend, and have only packed three boxes so far. Things just keep popping up. Table tennis sessions, pot lucks, barbecues, unexpected phone calls, blah blah blah. For once, I wish that I had a weekend to myself, where I could relax and read.
I can’t study without rewards. This may possibly be the fault of my parents, telling me from an early age that I’d earn something for every spelling test I got perfect. I told some of my classmates at the time, who would earn nothing but the paltry praise of their parents, and they rather precociously told me that such a system was unhealthy. Of course, I was too young to understand such things at the time, and now I find myself unable to be motivated to study without thinking that I’ll get to do something fun as a break.
I’ve been trying to study for my accounting mid-term all week, and couldn’t actually get started until I knew that there was something entertaining I could do. At first it was playing Chrono Cross, but my emulator was just too buggy. Then it was trying to make a new background, but it ended up being too much thinking for a break. I moved onto Uru, and I’ve been playing it ever since. I have to admit that there are worlds that completely take my breath away. It’s one of the few games that really make me appreciate a high-end GPU. I wish I could be playing with Trolley, but I rather like being able to solve the puzzles by myself. I’m always, always, ALWAYS the slowest one in figuring things out, and never the one who gets the answer if I’m playing in a group.