I keep telling myself that it’s only a few more days. I only have to sacrifice a few more days and the outcome will be much greater than the cost. It will only be a few more days of discomfort, misaligned principles, mental strain, physical deterioration.
Materials: haven’t started studying, but I will devote all of tomorrow to going over the material with my friend. We did this for the midterm and it worked pretty well.
Physics: I am working my butt off for this class. But I find it interesting so it isn’t that bad.
Calc: I am most nervous for this exam but I have not started studying because it is just so dreadful and takes so much mental energy to force myself to learn it.
Poetry: lost, but that seems to be how all the Victorian poets felt, so there’s some consolation.
“One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield”