It’s December again, and another semester has come and gone.
Usually, I’m always a little bit nostalgic, especially when I have to say goodbye to the friends who are graduating but this time, I couldn’t be happier.
This semester has been absolutely grueling. I’ve spent the last fourteen weeks in my apartment instead of on campus. I’ve been watching my lectures on a screen instead of sitting in a classroom. I haven’t seen most of my friends in weeks.
It’s been long and lonely, and it suffices to say that I am completely burnt out.
It’s sad.
After two back-to-back online semesters in the middle of a global pandemic, I’m tired of feeling like I’m teaching myself. I suppose that can’t be helped.
At this point in my academic career, I wish I felt a little bit more enthusiastic about learning.
I used to be so passionate. What happened?
Fortunately, winter break is coming up.
I could really use a break.