seems always the same story. February or June. Sometimes September. Coffee for many hours and pages full of underlined text, notes or manuals purchased and a half tons. If you look out your window you can see the street empty, dark, working traffic lights as if thousands of cars waiting to turn green ... and sets. You can also see, a little higher, in the buildings of several storeys high, many lighted windows. Hoses that burn and sore backs blend into a shadow that appears behind the blind or shade relevant.
Some do not even sleep. They endure all day studying, even at night. The next day barely have standing. Others prefer to sleep a little before dawn (it's true: "no matter how early dawn early ...) at about three o'clock and start giving the finishing touches to your paintings and baroque notes, these schemes only understand the perpetrators or those manuals full of yellow stickers called 'posits'.
and seen from outside these days is a 'show'. The nerves take hold of you so that you are forced to go to the bathroom several times in minutes without drink a drop of water within hours. Sudan hands more than usual and you get tired seeing you unable to write a single phrase. Knees clubbed you can barely walk. You eyes sting and your head will explode ...
Sleep, constant companion during exams last week, trying to empower you several times a minute and you, scholar breaking professional, fighting as they had done before. And is that these dates are 'witnesses' stories of strange and countless occasions to graze in the more deformed grotesque Valle-Inclán.
also more layoffs and your full concentration on those notes that are sometimes so 'entertaining', it's Nadal's turn or the Messi of 'caught' and do they have to pay some attention. You will not miss the best tennis match in history or the 5000 goal of Barca ...
Come on, that to study these days to run or you get to study at night while others sleep and not there are tennis matches and football on TV, or costs too much ... At least to me.
So, we will (or at least follow) resisting these nights of February, June or September (for parties ...) without coffee or traps through midnight, bringing me to sleep at five.
The start was valid and as expected. We'll see how we finish.
luck to all those who suffer or pandemic.
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