It's all gone.
This past weekend has drained me of every last drop of motivation I had for this class. I have to start putting together my resolutions to be passed out to the class Wednesday and presented on Thursday, and there is nothing driving me forward to do it. I literally spent all of Friday and Saturday attached to my email waiting to hear from my professor. If I didn't respond to his emails within the amount of time he expected, he got pissed. My partner turned in bad work, which led to a conversation at 9:30pm Saturday night between my professor and me regarding the conference preparations. Let me just say, that call only happened because he emailed a bunch of us and directly asked ME to explain why our work wasn't up to par. This nearly killed me with an anger stroke and after Justin read what would have been emailed response he insisted I call instead of worsening the situation with a bitchy email. So I called the Prof who had a completely different attitude than his email indicated. Turns out he thought he was warning me, not blaming me. Anyway, Friday and Saturday were all frustration. I had a little fun here and there, but at every moment I had class on the brain and/or I was in my phone or on the computer checking email.
I'm spent. This is type of stress is so different than last semesters "OMG I HAVE TO GET THIS PAPER DONE!" stress. I'd take last semester's over this any day. I have one more month. I just have to get through and do the best I can, plus a little more.
We'll see. Better coffee might help. =p
I'm spent. This is type of stress is so different than last semesters "OMG I HAVE TO GET THIS PAPER DONE!" stress. I'd take last semester's over this any day. I have one more month. I just have to get through and do the best I can, plus a little more.
We'll see. Better coffee might help. =p