Hold the wheel and drive
Inexorably, time passes by in great dollops and rushes by my consciousness, while the dreaded, stressful HELL WEEK is approaching.Next week is definitely going to be A Journey to Hell and Back. Yup, I have two lab exams (one for Botany Lecture and one for Botany Lab), an analysis paper, and a lab report. Sigh. Those stressful, sleepless nights in my almost-forgotten High School life do serve their purpose after all.
I am feeling really thankful right now of the training I got from St. Paul. Sure, back then I complained that those unbearably strict and particular teachers were too fastidious and paranoid, but now I see their point. Because of their harsh training and settling-for-nothing-less-than-excellence attitudes, I am now able to cope with college life easily. I mean, at least I'm able to make good reports (I got a perfect score on one of my lab reports! coolness!). More importantly, I know how to work under pressure, a skill VITAL for survival in college. And of course, for coming out on top of the HELL WEEK.
In other words: I can fight the urge to procrastinate. I shall not cram.
I'm listening now to Drive by Incubus (I went on an mp3-downloading rampage last night while I was doing my analysis paper), and its message seems strangely apt for my current situation and resolve:
"Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there, with open arms and open eyes, yeah..."
Thanks to my St. Paul training, I'm not groping in the dark, not knowing what to do or how to accomplish these requirements of college life (unlike some people).
"Lately I'm beginning to find that when I drive myself my light is found..."
Yup. Whatever would come, would come, and I'll just have to meet it when it does.
And I'll do a pretty good job of it, too.


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