I am a self-proclaimed nocturnal mammal through and through.
While most of the world sleeps at night together with the sun, I hang out with the moon and sleep late: or should I say, sometimes, not at all!
I feel like 24 hours a day and seven days a week is too short for a span of time of my countless day-to-day task to fit in. I have a hard time juggling one activity to another, all in just one day. Most of my time is consumed in doing my homework, or reviewing for a quiz and more and more homeworks and quizzes. Such, being so essential in my life, it drag on endlessly beyond my control. Alas! As if to add torture to my torment, I still have to accomplish some of our household chores. Imagine that! Wearing more than one hat in just a day! I must have been too lazy and indolent in my past lifetimes to deserve such an inhumane punishment in my present life! How tragic could my life be?
Looking like I just came from a street brawl, it’s as if Hercules just came out of nowhere, lost his grey matters, gave me a sucker punch on my face and knocked the hell out of me. For Pete’s sake, with my almost bloody red eyes, deep eye bags and dark lines beneath them, dear God, I look terribly awful, haggard, drained of energy and oh so sleepy. I daresay I almost resemble a creepy zombie. The only difference-if there really is - is that I still have my wits and soul intact; my heart is still alive and breathing with all the glories of life.
Consequently though, as an aftermath to my “sleepless nights”, I am never an early bird. I usually wake up and go to school late. This isn’t a proud moment for me though. But yes, and sad to say, that’s the story of my life.
My teachers usually give long homeworks and when I say long, I mean it, and boy how demanding those are, frankly speaking, it is the cause of my sleepless nights. Not to mention, the projects really requires not only our time and energy but also our blood, sweat, allowances and uh, our entire lives.
Kidding aside, I meant that not literally. It’s just the completion of those assignments really take what seemed like an eternity. But hell, during the checking, it’s done just a jiffy!
But then, for the record and for the entire world to know the story or put more precisely my story, before was way beyond the story lines and scripts now. I sleep, wake up and go to school early. Unfortunately, that was before, back when life was still simple and spelled no hardships and adversities for the young and innocent child that I was. No complicated homeworks and quizzes to be explained explored and memorized. Why, just simple ABC’s and 123’s can’t solve my problems.
What with all the injustice in the world, it’s unfair! Now that I am growing up, I observed that life is getting harder and tougher each day. Surprisingly, it is most evident and tangible with my assignments. They are becoming more and more difficult each day. So, as upshot, I have no choice but to spend more time dealing and giving justice to them. Truth be told, sometimes I even come to the lengths of depriving myself to sleep. How am I able to resist the lure of plunging into my bed, take rest and at least forget about the whole world even just for a while? My God! I haven’t an iota of idea! I guess it’s just a matter of perspective, a mind over matter sort of situation. All I do is but obediently abide by an insomniac’s creed: MUST NOT SLEEP. If by any chance, there is any! I am an insomniac and heck; it’s my very own creed. I must not sleep until I am done with my task, responsibilities and commitments, for it would only mean an inevitable pain on my neck for the next day, and to be unprepared and lazy is a no-no for me not in my course! Oh my! Would you believe that I get forty winks a day? Believe it or not, it’s the naked truth.
On the other hand, come to think of it I have no right to be an old grouch; neither curse the heavens nor the angles. In fact, I must be grateful that I am not completely deprived of my sleep. There is a bunch of even more people out there, diligent working citizens who usually burn the midnight oil, break their back bones off just to provide for their family and rise from their poverty-stricken life. Really, how lucky am I then.
However, sometimes--no! Make that always and all the time--I wish I were still a child--innocent and naïve about the world to be able to face the complexity of life. Sometimes, it is just too much for us to contain that it gets to us, driving us out of our compos mentis, insane and crazy if you may call it.
Afraid of being a lunatic? No, it’s just that life sometimes is hard to deal with and so why add hell to inferno? Homeworks, quizzes and the sort are like by convention essentially good. They are what make our learning more effective and prolific. Serving as our day-to-day assessment to our knowledge and abilities, they determine the productivity and profundity level of the knowledge we acquired during our efficient class discussions, self-studying, reviews and sometimes-remedial sessions. They are the instruments that bridge the gap between ignorance and knowledge, in which we learn more.
Nevertheless, as wise men say, too much of a good thing is relatively bad. And too much, by definition is anything that is excessively superfluous, difficult and unpleasant.
The bottom line is explicitly apparent; so long as a student could have enough sleep, rest and leisure time, things are perfectly fine. No arguments, no fuss. We must always be aware when we are crossing the line of boundary, and know when to draw the line. Remember, there is no assignment worth dying for.
With God’s grace though, I can only hope that I can survive college that I can adjust easily to the new ropes of my new and more complicated life. Those haunting requirements, projects and assignments, I knew perfectly well that they’re with me as long as I’m schooling, but dear God, I wish them not to be come more and more extremely complex- if not deadly lethal!
Well, heaven help me, for I wanna finish college with a degree…
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