I believe that we've officially hit the bottom of the sine wave that is my motivation. I think it's mainly due to the fact that it's week 9, and it's finally hitting me that school is almost over.
I'm really hating this phase of life. On the one hand, I really don't want to leave school. I had thoroughly miserable freshman and sophomore years, and I must admit to feeling robbed because of it. I'm not sure that I have a right to feel this way, though, because it's ultimately my fault that they didn't go better. There were a lot of things that I should have done far sooner than I did.
Overall, I'm feeling a bit closed in and trapped by the prospect of leaving college. I've become part of a lot of good things over the past year or so, and I don't want to leave them yet. I seriously wonder what will be there to fill the void once I become an honest-to-god adult. Or, more to the point, who will be there. I kind of have a history of letting my interpersonal relationships go to hell when I go through a major transition of this sort. Granted, in a lot of cases, it's as much their fault as it is mine, but it's not a good trend. I hope I can avoid it, but I don't really know for sure. I get very sad when things don't go the way they need to, and I hate subjecting other people to my presence when I'm sad.
BUT! On the other hand, there's the fact that I am so, so sick and tired of student life that I sometimes want to jump off a cliff. And by this, I mean the constant stress, the incredible lack of free time, the stream of homework and exams, the act of contorting my life into a position where I can live on $500 a month. I hate this, and I'm burnt out on it, and I can't wait to get the hell out of it. I just want to be able to work for 8 hours, and then come home and not have to think about anything in particular.
( And JESUS CHRIST this is getting long... )
I'm really hating this phase of life. On the one hand, I really don't want to leave school. I had thoroughly miserable freshman and sophomore years, and I must admit to feeling robbed because of it. I'm not sure that I have a right to feel this way, though, because it's ultimately my fault that they didn't go better. There were a lot of things that I should have done far sooner than I did.
Overall, I'm feeling a bit closed in and trapped by the prospect of leaving college. I've become part of a lot of good things over the past year or so, and I don't want to leave them yet. I seriously wonder what will be there to fill the void once I become an honest-to-god adult. Or, more to the point, who will be there. I kind of have a history of letting my interpersonal relationships go to hell when I go through a major transition of this sort. Granted, in a lot of cases, it's as much their fault as it is mine, but it's not a good trend. I hope I can avoid it, but I don't really know for sure. I get very sad when things don't go the way they need to, and I hate subjecting other people to my presence when I'm sad.
BUT! On the other hand, there's the fact that I am so, so sick and tired of student life that I sometimes want to jump off a cliff. And by this, I mean the constant stress, the incredible lack of free time, the stream of homework and exams, the act of contorting my life into a position where I can live on $500 a month. I hate this, and I'm burnt out on it, and I can't wait to get the hell out of it. I just want to be able to work for 8 hours, and then come home and not have to think about anything in particular.
( And JESUS CHRIST this is getting long... )