so college begins and I thought one really weird observation was how time kind of changes. That is, the start of a new 'period' doesn't happen on Dec 31st 1159 onwards per se, it starts on ... May-ish. Because that's when the semester ends and we fly home. And as I continue writing chapter one of this fantasy I am living, I'm approaching the end as Chapter 2 patiently awaits.
I am blogging because I have FIVE days to study for 2 exams. That is too luxurious of a time-frame I believe. And since I have been the superdupermugger this whole semester, I don't think I need so much time, do I? Bottom line is.. EVERYONE ELSE HAS FINISHED THEIR EXAMS EXCEPT ME! I am sitting here in our secret room and staring out at a entity that seperates my current world from the outside. It's really just a window. But the analogy represets the disparity.
I reflect on the semester and think about the hours I've spent in the secret room. It's really just a study room but we call it the secret room to make our lives more interesting. Wow. Asians. Geniuses.
I think I am studying too much and that in itself is a failure; I didnt mean to travel 10,000 miles to come here to study so much. I could have done the same back home. I know I am a grades-whore but this is unacceptable!!!
Chapter 2 does begin on a fresh page, but Chapter 2 needs to begin with a different-minded author.
Let me get to the conclusion in the next few days before I fly, again.
