Live.

After almost a week of trying to fool everyone that I was a zombie,

it's finally time to live...

Last week was dedicated to

reading numerous journal articles and text books,

trying to synthesize the contents,

forming opinions,

squeezing 3000 words out of my miserable brain,

trying to string them together to create a half-decent essay,

AND

designing a poster.

NOT BAD FOR A WEEK'S WORK HUH?

16-hour days.

Starting at 12pm.

Ending at 4am the next day.

Not because I poor time management,

or that I'm a "last-minute person"...

But because I believe that:

"Efficiency is inversely proportionate to the time left before a deadline"

And one should always live according to their beliefs.

It's part of being true to oneself...