"Waiting to Exhale"

It feels like the whole world has applied to PT. Everywhere i turn, i found out another person has applied.
Sigh. Faith is scarce right now.

You know when you're watching an award show, or a game show...or basketball game; when the person is about to announce the winner, the verdict, or the ball is close to the rim. What do you do? There is a slight pause where you hold your breath and wait to see what happens. I feel like I've been holding my breath since Jan 15. The pressure in my "alveoli" can't take it anymore. My "diaphragm" is tired (I've been studying pulmonary mechanics, i couldn't resist).

Must go back to the story of Joseph.

Lord, bless you in all seasons, with all outcomes, all my life.
Help me to exhale go.

The problem with partnering up with friends for group assignments is that it's hard to be bitter towards them. Why can't business and pleasure mix?

Mr. Motivation, i miss you.

Do you remember when you were in your last year of high school. When you came back from Christmas break and everything seemed to drag on? For those two weeks of Christmas break, you had a sweet taste of freedom and the very thought of 'finishing' another segment of your education seemed better than chocolate fondue...yet so far away. So as you anticipate and get excited about what's coming up next, you're also stuck in this state where motivation is lost because the fate your future has already been (at least partially) determined by your academic results from the previous semester/term.

I find myself there once again. As much as I'm trying to convince/fool myself in finishing strong, it's so hard to stay motivated. The applications are already in. My transcript has already been sent. There's no more I can do (academically) to improve my chances. And although I am taking half the amount of courses I did last year, the work seems so much more heavier and burdening, meanwhile my efficiency has decreased exponentially.

And so the hours, which turn into days has been spent making Valentines for my students...and 'stalking' people (who are way too young) on facebook.. ha haa. So wrong.

Mr. Motivation, please come back! Mr. Cheeseman, please save me!

My academic ambitions is manifesting itself through other mediums and i'm loving it..haha- belly dance (rawr!), spinning, latin dance, cardiobox and running. They trump the quiet studying room anyday!