This semester was so tough. To the point that I’ve woken up in the middle of the night for the past few nights, worried that I forgot to read a journal article or write a paper. I still have one last class on Wednesday, but I have officially completed all my work for the semester, so I will just be giving reviews on my classmates’ presentations.
Standing on this side of the 16 weeks, I can definitely say that I am better at writing, studying, managing my time, being less of a perfectionist, and prioritizing.
I have to be real, I cried a lot this semester. Once even in front of a professor, who was so kind and encouraged me. She really gave me the motivation I needed to end my semester as strong as I could. And she helped me see that I was capable but in a difficult situation. There came a point where I just went into survival mode. I had to put aside the fatigue and just get things done.
45 hour work weeks, 12 units, 2 clubs .. Never again, haha. And yet, I think my GPA this semester will be mighty shiny. I’m proud.
And I’m tired.