My my… What have I gotten myself into? Can any kind soul remind me again why I have chosen business again? Its like throwing myself into a cauldron of mess. It practically screams projects at me. Terrible schedules have forced very suboptimal meeting time, and considering the amount of projects this semester which all nicely came together at the end, I’ve been exhausting my puny little brain recently. In fact, I have frequently set new personal records for the time I went to bed this semester. Ironically, not for the latest, but in fact earliest… You know, the kind of occasion when I couldn’t have kept my eyes open any longer even if my favorite tv show is on screen.

On that note, I should really reconsider the humongous strain that 8am lectures are putting on me. But I do have a bad feeling I won’t see the end of them this semester… What was really idiotic was the number of times I slept through the lectures, (and even the corresponding tutorial). I’m more reclusive this semester, I feel. This is partly due to the segmented module slots alot of us were given despite the assurance of a “core class”. Besides, being the second semester, standards were set, fatigue starts creeping in, and the persisting stress of under-performance lingers for many. And I can’t help them, not when I can’t pull myself out of my own pit. To add to the pain, why did I take the uncertain step to sign up for things to beautify my CV, without a clear indication that I can cope with it.

Unfortunately, I lack motivational drivers to push myself (further) ahead of the pack. In fact, many retarding forces threaten to expose my weaknesses, amplified in no doubt with my very nonchalant attitude. To be honest, I kind of hate myself for that… I have rested on my laurels long enough, but… not a single person has that something special to change me… just yet…