Motivation

So I don't know about anyone else out there, but lately it's been really hard to find the motivation to do my studying - I just want school to be over, the heck with all these exams! But alas, I had 6 to write (I say 'had' as I now only have one less to write), and I finally found motivation to study. Or at least to work on the last remaining course I have, haha. 

How did I find this motivation? Well, I wrote an exam this morning.

There's someone out there that's extremely skeptical as to how this could possibly help me find my motivation, but I swear it makes sense. Let me explain: I wrote my psych final this morning, and it was pretty much the easiest final exam I've ever written. It was 80 multiple choice questions and we were allotted two hours in which to complete it. Because I've been studying throughout the term, and because I find the work to be somewhat easy and repetitive, I completed this exam in something akin to forty minutes. Me. I finished a final exam (worth 90/200 points of my grade) in under an hour. That's not the scary thing though. The scariest bit? I found it incredibly easy. 

There's someone out there laughing at me again but I'm serious. The ease with which I completed this exam not only gave me vast amounts of confidence, but it gave me the motivation to study for my next and final exam. The fact that the last exam is an English exam doesn't hurt. Nor does the fact that I have yet to finish the assigned reading... Which isn't as bad as it sounds; I've only got two novels to finish off. About 70 pages in Maria Edgeworth's Belinda, and then all of Opie`s Adeline Mowbray and then I`m done, so I'll be able to do it before the exam :). And then it's just reviewing notes and getting my arse out of bed at 6 am again after working afternoon shifts all the week prior. Yuck.

But I'm out, this took far too long to write and I'm going into town to pick up take 'n' bake pizza for dinner with Dad. Luvs!

Limits

When I say limits, this may be what comes to mind for some:

Personally however, I do not think of that for limits. Well, I do to a certain extent in that I took calculus and I hated it, and thus limits draw to mind bad experiences (or thoughts of The Big Bang Theory) and near failing grades. That's not what I was going to refer to tonight though. Tonight I'm going go talk about personal limits and how I'm beginning to think I've reached one of mine.

Everyone has certain limits, si? Like a limit to how much alcohol they can hold before they are sick, or a limit to how long they can go without sleeping. Well, I'm beginning to reach my stress limit, again. Which is fine because it's the end of term, but it still stinks because it basically means I'm exhausted. I came home from school yesterday and had a nap because I was so tired - I don't nap. I don't like napping, it takes time out of my day, and that's valuable time that I could be spending in better ways. Or rather, I nap selectively because I will admit that if Daddy's driving me home from the city (because we carpool when possible) I nap. And if I'm getting a ride somewhere at 6 am and nothing's happening, I nap. But that's about it, besides yesterday.

Not only am I reaching my limit with my exhaustion, but I'm also tired because I'm stressed. I'm stressed because I've written 4 of my 6 exams so far, with another tomorrow morning. This will be alleviated soon, as will my sleep deprivation so really, I'm only approaching my limit. And this limit is not going to be reached if I can help it!

Yay limits. Stressful as they can be, they're still really helpful in making sure that I'm me. They define me. And so, now I'm off to get a cup of tea and relax before I go to bed. Short, boring blog tonight because I've very little energy. Ciao!!