Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Burn out

Since I don't really feel like reading any more of Ethel Wilson's Mrs. Golightly and Other Stories I guess I should update this thing. I've been sitting here for the past 7 minutes and some odd seconds trying to think of something worth posting..

I guess I should start with Summer 2009. My family vacation down to Florida seemed so long ago.. yet that was the start of the summer where my legs turned ..many shades darker. I admit it, there was a point in the summer where I was too tanned. It was also the first time where I got sun burnt 4 times. I would post the pictures, but to spare your eyes from my lobster red skin, I won't. The trip up to Whistler to go white water rafting in August was also something I won't forget anytime soon. The fact that 13 of us actually make it up there still surprises me.

Summer also marked my dive into the Genetics component of my university degree. Both courses proved to be highly successful and I came out of both satisfied. The more I look into the courses I will be taking, the more I realize this major is right for me.

Work in the later months drained me of all energy. The final 2.5 weeks of summer had me scrambling around my three jobs along with GALA. PNE certainly brought in a nice paycheque, but also took a toll on my body. I still don't think I have fully recovered. I am in constant fatigue, even on the days I sleep 7 hours. Maybe it's the course load I took..

That's pretty much my summer. School started just last Wednesday..after GALA I might say. The amount of international students and stories I got to hear from so many different individuals solidified my own decision to go to Australia. I know money will be tight, but I am determined to come out of it a changed man.

And so my semester of hell begins. Five lecture courses + 1 lab course = ... well that's still to be decided. Even though I have a month till my first midterm (7 in total), the anxiety of taking it won't go away. I should be used to exam stress by now, being in third year, but I'm not. Unless you've been to university or college, you just don't understand the amount of stress one feels before an exam. When December rolls around I'm sure I'll figure something to describe how the year went. Expletives included.