May
May is approaching and my schoolwork is far from done.
My last year ever in secular education. I hope.
The required writing and research is piled over my head.
And I know eventually it will get done.
And for some reason I feel a little stoic.
The fact that I'll never have such a mountain of boring, monotonous schoolwork ever again. Its defined my May for the past few years. Its not that I am going to miss the stress, its that I will miss taking what was previously a mountain of work, demolishing it all just at the right time and receiving satisfactory commendation for it. Sometimes its nice to present your opinion in a powerful presentation.
Schoolwork has always been hard to care about though, yet its still a good feeling to get through a lot of hard work.
The thing about schoolwork is that its generally always been safe. Yeah, you can get a bad grade, but thats pretty rare as long as you follow the minimum requirements. Nothing important tends to hangs on you making the right choice or going the extra mile.
I've always had the magic touch for it. I'd do the bare minimum at the last minute and I'd get B's or better. Somehow, everything would always fall in place that way. No matter how far behind I was. Its been a bad habit.
School has always taken up so much of my time. I've always disliked that. I'm the only one in my generation that I know of who has gotten a baccalaureate's degree besides my sister and her husband. Everyone else has said it takes too long, they want to work, or decided against it.
My plan has always remained the same. While I have my youth I can get this pesky degree out of the way in 3 years and save it in case I need a full time job for a future family. Otherwise, its off to pioneering. It may not have been the best plan. I feel that it showed a lack of faith. I realized that after I was halfway through school, but at that point I figured it'd be foolish not to finish.
So here I am, at the cusp of graduation. I'm still waiting for the perfect job to fall in my lap. I get somewhat angry thinking about the jobs I'll have to settle for because of my time limitations. But thats what faith is for.
My last year ever in secular education. I hope.
The required writing and research is piled over my head.
And I know eventually it will get done.
And for some reason I feel a little stoic.
The fact that I'll never have such a mountain of boring, monotonous schoolwork ever again. Its defined my May for the past few years. Its not that I am going to miss the stress, its that I will miss taking what was previously a mountain of work, demolishing it all just at the right time and receiving satisfactory commendation for it. Sometimes its nice to present your opinion in a powerful presentation.
Schoolwork has always been hard to care about though, yet its still a good feeling to get through a lot of hard work.
The thing about schoolwork is that its generally always been safe. Yeah, you can get a bad grade, but thats pretty rare as long as you follow the minimum requirements. Nothing important tends to hangs on you making the right choice or going the extra mile.
I've always had the magic touch for it. I'd do the bare minimum at the last minute and I'd get B's or better. Somehow, everything would always fall in place that way. No matter how far behind I was. Its been a bad habit.
School has always taken up so much of my time. I've always disliked that. I'm the only one in my generation that I know of who has gotten a baccalaureate's degree besides my sister and her husband. Everyone else has said it takes too long, they want to work, or decided against it.
My plan has always remained the same. While I have my youth I can get this pesky degree out of the way in 3 years and save it in case I need a full time job for a future family. Otherwise, its off to pioneering. It may not have been the best plan. I feel that it showed a lack of faith. I realized that after I was halfway through school, but at that point I figured it'd be foolish not to finish.
So here I am, at the cusp of graduation. I'm still waiting for the perfect job to fall in my lap. I get somewhat angry thinking about the jobs I'll have to settle for because of my time limitations. But thats what faith is for.