Wednesday, March 17, 2004
Books don't make me!
Neither do notes. But somehow for the whole of this week, i've to face them with the utmost respect, every little bit of attention n full concentration. This totally isn't me. Yet how many can say this examination thingy is what they're enjoying year in year out. This is just like running in a marathon, a bit of chionging here n there wouldn't help much, maintaining ur pace at a constant is the key. Thing is, to win, ur "constant pace" must be so exaggerated, so taxing on ur body before that "constant pace" can take u through n eventually emerge winning. So if u can't take a 200m race, forget about a 400m one. 3days gone n i'm nearly dead.
There's no more drive. Not that the motivation to excel is gone, but somehow something in my body tells me i'm tired. I need to rest, but time isn't allowing that to happen. There isn't an instant i must stop n breathe, for i'm racing against time. While i'm penning all these down, i incur opportunity cost of studying. Haiz... Yet at the same time, i feeling something else me pushing me on. I'm tired, physically n mentally. But something in the deepest end of my heart, my mind, is trying to overcome this fatigue. I hope it wins...
