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This week screams hell/hectic/stress-all of which are synonymous.
THESE ARE THE BEST DAYS OF MY LIFE. Oh joy.
Everyday I have Math. Calculus. And it is hell, because although I have a good teacher, his teaching methods are driving me up the roof. EVERY SINGLE DAY, ALL I STUDY FOR IS MATH. AND EVERY SINGLE DAY MY BREAKS ARE DEDICATED TO STUDYING FOR MATH. But when the test comes, I fail miserably-I don’t know why. It’s frustrating and it drains the life out of me.
I wake up early in the morning to go to training almost everyday. That’s 4:20 am EVERY MORNING. When I get to training, I have to be BETTER than my own capabilities for me to get into the UAAP team. It’s emotionally draining and also physically tiring as well. Before school, I’m already tired and I have to collect all the energy I can to go through with the day successfully.
I get home at around 5:30-6:30 pm depending on the traffic. Quezon City to Paranaque is very far.
My tests this week were disheartening. My Calculus test made my brains melt. I couldn’t think straight after that. My IT test was just another test that I knew I’d fail but just tried my best to pass so I don’t take summer classes.
You think they’re just two tests? Speak for yourself.
And now that it’s another long weekend, I’m relieved. But then not quite as well. I have so much to do in school and in football that it’s so hard for me to have a social life. My friends are those who I go to school with, and who are with me during those hours of hell in class. But the rest of my friends (plus my org!) are so distant to me, but I have no time and means to put them in the picture.
So yeah, I won’t have a Christmas break, I won’t have a long weekend. Hurray for me.
The weekend that I thought would be my "recovering days" is now just a weekend I just could've had (note the sad desperation) but can't. The weekend that would be my UP is now my ULTIMATE LETDOWN.