Poor Progress

I have 2 options. Leave the library and snooze. Or finish the portfolio, don't snooze - and get back to work by 6 pm!

Even pregnancy progresses by the day, but I have done little!

I keep thinking. Pacing. And thinking again. And reading; everything else other than obstetrics, gynaecology or whatever it is I am supposed to read.

I thought I was ready for this last lap, but I've been caught off guard!

I've realized 2 things; one, it is NOT the last lap. Even if you have gotten your previous grades and you feel like partying all night, or at least giving a pat on your back and rest. I have achieved little. Mind you, academics form the small part of it.

I feel exhausted somewhere. The thought of this final semester as being the beginning of the end, is daunting. The thought of slacking fills me with guilt. The fear of compromising on standards and principles bugs me.

But there are no coincidences...

What are the odds that you get a specific supervisor; one out 0f 18 persons? I surely didn't do something very right previously; maybe I needed to fix something. But I'm still learning to understand how it happened and why it did.

What are the odds that you get into trouble for the very things you hold with high regards?

Have I been too consumed with the 'doing', rather than the 'being'?