Weeks Without Ends

Well it seems my slack-trippy-skippy-slippy-whatever uni life has changed lately. I had been enjoying semesters after semesters of seemed-so-intensive-but-actually-slack timetables until this sem. Well 9AM Mondays, Tuesdays, Fridays on the alloc8 does not seem so very bad, but when you do have a project in hand, even if the Monday lectures could be skipped or not quite intense, there would be days of extra work coming out of the blue. Today I have only one class on schedule which is a workshop that could not be skipped so I booked in the lab to do some of the work left over yesterday, I've booked a haircut for myself in the beginning of the week thinking that it might be the slackest day of my week. Well I actually made myself coming in the lab at 10AM and pouring those agar plates all the way to 1PM and then back again and continue that I was almost late for my haircut and left one job that the demonstrator assigned me unfinished to a friendly honours student. I was lucky the the tram waited for a few seconds for me to get on and I was like right on time for my haircut down in the city.

That's not all. i literally don't have any day off now as I have to get up early on Saturdays and Sundays for work, unless I were to skip all the lectures, which is 9 hrs on Monday, as on any other day there are non-lecture classes that I have to attend. Well there's one good thing though, I wasn't aware that it is week 4 now, one third of the semester GONE!! But the problem with this discovery was that, I haven't been doing much work at all, which means there might be harder weeks ahead... Deep sigh...

Well another thing that I made up my mind for was that i decided not to take any money from my savings account except my tuition fee from this point on. There wasn't much money left in there anyways :S I have to save up for my own living, struggle to repay my credit card and rent and bills and all sorts of stuff. I know I would be proud of it though when it comes towards the end if I kept my words.