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Hmph.
Sometimes I wonder why I even go to uni. It causes so much god damned stress and satisfaction at the same time. Of course uni isn't easy. If it was everyone would be running around with degrees. I've made it to third year fine so why am I still freaking out at every fucking turn. I'm just going to have to stick to it. They don't make these courses impossible, if you do them, you will pass. I think its going to be a weight game. As in, how much time I spend on one thing compared to another.
Still, why so much stress at my end? I've only had one day and I've almost had a heart attack. Not about course work but about doing certain courses. I think I'll just stick to what I want to do and not what other are doing. In the end, it IS my degree, or should I say, piece-of-paper-with-ink. Sometimes, I just feel so alone at uni. Not alone in the emo sense, more so in the sense that I feel helpless.
Anyway, rant over.
Sometimes I wonder why I even go to uni. It causes so much god damned stress and satisfaction at the same time. Of course uni isn't easy. If it was everyone would be running around with degrees. I've made it to third year fine so why am I still freaking out at every fucking turn. I'm just going to have to stick to it. They don't make these courses impossible, if you do them, you will pass. I think its going to be a weight game. As in, how much time I spend on one thing compared to another.
Still, why so much stress at my end? I've only had one day and I've almost had a heart attack. Not about course work but about doing certain courses. I think I'll just stick to what I want to do and not what other are doing. In the end, it IS my degree, or should I say, piece-of-paper-with-ink. Sometimes, I just feel so alone at uni. Not alone in the emo sense, more so in the sense that I feel helpless.
Anyway, rant over.