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I have tried to bury memories about my life as a student, but posts like this bring it all back.
Like say for a term paper, it usually went something like this.
Pick from among the Prof’s suggested topics.
Attempt to find resources on said topic.
Fail at #2 and return to #1.
Finally find a well-covered topic and breathe a sigh of relief with 1 week to go.
Attend a lecture/TA session and discover to my horror that I’ve misunderstood the topic completely. Return to #1.
In desperation, try to find reference materials on all possible topics at once. 2 days to go.
Spend a day sifting through everything I’ve managed to gather hoping to find anything at all I could write 1000+ words about.
Final evening. Plunk down a 2L coke, heat up some Jamaican patties, and start pulling an all-nighter.
I guess for exams, there was less running around but more like #8 on repeat for a couple of weeks straight. After that, my mom calls telling me what great plans she has for Christmas. I’m usually just coming down with the flu by this point.
I have tried to bury memories about my life as a student, but posts like this bring it all back.
Like say for a term paper, it usually went something like this.
I guess for exams, there was less running around but more like #8 on repeat for a couple of weeks straight. After that, my mom calls telling me what great plans she has for Christmas. I’m usually just coming down with the flu by this point.