Braaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaains...AND SCIENCE!

[crazy_johan]

As some of you fellows (and fellowettes) may know the John has begun the long slog of his forth and final year of his chemistry degree. This alas entails effectively having a 9-5 job that you have to pay for. Don't get me wrong though its great fun and all, it's just so very, very tiring and I spend most of it standing up which for someone with my

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[keletkezes]

I think the tiredness is called 'fourthyear'. I was only do a BSc in my fourth year, of course, but I never had time to do half the things I wanted or needed to do and was tired a lot of the time. You'll probably find it's a combination of stress (about the failures of the past, worries of the present and fears of the future), poor diet (a.k.a. not being arsed to make anything healthy/vegetable-y/fruity), lack of decent sleep and other irritating stuff. At least when you're lazing about you're not truly lazing: painting ids productive and I wish I could damn well find the time when I'm not washing up, tidying up, doing Uni work or being too utterly shattered to do it.

Though there's no point in worrying about the past because that's utterly useless: what's done is done. I never understood people having a fear of death and the afterlife or lack thereof: to me it's just something that's happened and when it does, I likely will either want it to happen or won't know until it's done. As for the afterlife, as an ex-Christian I like to think there's nothing but nothingness. I like to think I have a soul but that it dissipates/dies when I do. I'm also not worried about heirs or anything like that, because I wouldn't want to bring any child of mine up in a world like this (let alone bring up a child full stop).