The End.

The first semester of college has taught me to try my hardest to not get lost in whatever I’m doing or listening to, because once you get off track, it’s reaaally hard to get back on it. I’m used to a lot of work from high school, but I’m not accustomed to boring lectures, so it’s really easy to get lost in a reverie or get distracted by an electronic device, and in turn, stop paying attention to what’s going on around me.

I have found myself several times snapping out of my daydream and having to ask one of my friends what in the world we’re doing in that class. Even if one of them explains, it takes a while to catch up to what I missed and when I finally do, the whole class is already on the next topic, leaving me behind once again. This whole not paying attention, getting lost, then rushing to catch up becomes a pattern formulated for disaster, and it’s hitting me hard now that the semester is drawing to an end and finals are creeping up. As I’m writing this blog post, I’m also writing an essay for English and I definitely don’t know what I’m doing. The actuality of being utterly lost is hitting me fully as I read textbook chapters I was supposed to read months ago and I realize that I really don’t know what I’m studying…

Oh well, there’s always next semester to try harder.

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