One very important project that I flopped so bad at was school. Getting good grades(hopefully discounts as a project.)
UnsplashThe previous year was very telling on me. Far more than I could entirely describe -blamr that on schooling and all the activities around it. So, school was the biggest thing for me. You know, until I get done with this phase, it may just be.
So, in the first semester for last year, for lack of proper accommodation, I had to go to school from home. I stayed with my parents and the current location of new house from school, unlike the former, which was trekkable or/and a short drive, was almost a journey. Actually, it is a journey.
Every morning and very early, I would awake and prepare to leave the house. I made sure to hit the road before 7:00 a.m, sometimes earlier(this was a personal choice that was late still) yet, I never got to school early.
I'll jump at least four buses each day. Bus fares increased almost daily. I had to deal with traffic, or the many stops drivers do inorder to let a passenger alright or get in and a few other factors that made the journey longer. And most times, I managed to get to school by 9:00 a.m. or later.
Classes close so late too, sometimes as late at 6:00 p.m. and I'll hurry home. Hurrying never meant that I got home anything earlier than 8:00 p.m..
And the next day, same routine happened all over again. Getting home, all i wanted to do was wash my stuff, clean up, eat and sleep. I was almost, always worn from exhaustion. Mostly I would set alarm to study for early the next morning-my most efficient study time-but end up not keeping up. Sleep always dealt with me it was so exhausting. The day felt stretched, the night compressed, weekdays crawled, weekends ran.
Well, i managed to squeeze in some few minutes of study, a few times a week but those were not sufficient enough. And before I knew it, it was time for the exams and then I'll get into a hypermode and begin to try to take in everything at once. The workload was so much and even some materials looked foreign. I even tried cramming which isn't my style.
I'd rather read and understand but at that time, i had to do everything I could to get in just as much(or as little) as my brain could contain.
I already had plans for what I wanted out of that semester going by my results . Getting that grade was a project for me. it was my most important Project. I was going to stay committed. I tried but...
When eventually the results were uploaded, as usually is, mine was a testament of garbage in-garbage out. It was poor. No there are no failures. But the result did not reflect my capacity. I don't beat myself up but I was sad.
And so when eventually, by the second semester I had moved to a location closer to school, things became a lot easier. The two or so hours that I would usually spend on the road, back/from home came in helpful for study and general productivity. Mentally, physically and financially it was a relief.
Being in a better state, I needed to up my game. I always have it in mind to get back my fees worth . Like take back the money my family spends on my academics and I could only do that if I give my best and absolute best to study.
And so with a little more effort and better dedication to study, when the second semester result came out, I had done far better. Not excellently but there was a commendable different. I still am on that project for a little more while. And although I could share some other projects that may seemingly befit the word "project," this one tops for me.
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