A few more days. My economics test will be on Tuesday night. Then the tension will (I fervently hope) slacken off.
Amazing what an evil little gremlin stress can become.
I've been getting along so-so this week with regards to studying. In fact my success was so mediocre that I changed the plan and took two days off.
No big right?
Unless your mother decides its a sign of a lack of commitment. And then proceeds to hammer you about it.
So now, instead of just focusing on studying harder, and for longer hours, my mind is split into little fragments. One tells me to relax. One that everything will be OK. One wonders if I am actually guilty of what I have been accused of. Another one is beating the previous one up. Its friend is telling me not to think about it and focus on the matter at hand. Of course, it's screaming so hard that I can hardly hear what I'm reading. And finally, there's the most dangerous one of all.
The one that keeps remind me of how much I'm regretting that I chose to finish my degree. Not because of the work involved. But because I can't handle the emotional battering that goes with it, whether it comes from me or someone else.
So I'm trying to push all these into a box for later. It's barely less than a week. I can handle this for so long. Right? Right.
Except that it's like a chocolate addiction. The more I'm reminding myself of not thinking about it, the more, I am in fact reminding myself of the thing I'm not supposed to be thinking of.
So yeah... I ended up writing this to give my thoughts air. Hopefully they'll stop breeding and crowding out my studies.
What do you do when the stress gremlin has you in its sights?