buckle up
My life is bordering on the edge of a hell. An impossible amount of things to do them in an impossible amount of time (the first too long and the latter too short).
Learn another language in three weeks, a midterm, endless applications, projects, plane flights, interviews.
It looks as if I'm going to Papua New Guinea in late October for two weeks to work on my research project. skip class. Interview villagers and attend a summit in the Western Province, which will free up winter break. I have to learn to speak Pidgin (an english creole), finish writing these mine documents, research more in preparation, on top of school, CalPIRG, soccer, GRE's, life. Skip class.
Yet here I sit. frozen to my seat. Every second a lost one. less than 4 weeks. I'm terrified. absolutely terrified.
Learn another language in three weeks, a midterm, endless applications, projects, plane flights, interviews.
It looks as if I'm going to Papua New Guinea in late October for two weeks to work on my research project. skip class. Interview villagers and attend a summit in the Western Province, which will free up winter break. I have to learn to speak Pidgin (an english creole), finish writing these mine documents, research more in preparation, on top of school, CalPIRG, soccer, GRE's, life. Skip class.
Yet here I sit. frozen to my seat. Every second a lost one. less than 4 weeks. I'm terrified. absolutely terrified.