
I should be studying right now—I have two major papers tomorrow—yet I could not force my self to concentrate tonight. I have tried to do a better job earlier before lunch, I got all my notes and laptop into my dad's office room but still, I could not concentrate. In the end I ended up rearranging my messy book shelves instead of revising the notes for Principle of Advertising and Reporting subjects for tomorrow. I don't understand why I could not be like all those students in top-rated universities—who study as if it is the only thing they could do to continue being alive. I mean, I want to study hard too. But there are too many distractions around me that pull me away from my concentration. I have four more chapters to revise and memorize for Principle of Advertising and whereas I have completely give up on Reporting—because obviously I do not have the complete notes to revise on. God bless my soul.
I have my alarm clock set to wake me up at three in the morning so that I could force my self to concentrate on my study regardless what ever horror story my elder sister has told me earlier that might stops my noble intention to actually study. I found this trick to work because I could concentrate more in the early dawn, alone—listening to same play-list as I revise my notes. Although in the end I would only study for an hour before falling asleep on the couch in my living room, until my mom wakes me up at six thirty to get ready for college.
Only three more papers to sit for this mid-term examination and yet I still have to sit for the final paper on the evening of Saturday. I want to go out and have fun on Saturday—not sitting in a classroom answering the questions printed on the papers for News Writing subject.
Sigh—if only I could have a proper study table with much more comfortable swivel chair with cushion and a better air ventilation rather than this fan that creates squeaky noise and perhaps a brighter lighting in my bedroom for me to study—perhaps study time will not be this torturous.
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