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And it's Monday again!

I hope everyone has noticed that I have been attempting (and succeeding so far) in posting every Monday. Seems my ability to whine about school is quite endless...

So, my title refers to Greek mythology: Sisyphus in particular. He's the guy who is doomed to roll a boulder uphill for all eternity (yes, he does deserve such a punishment: go wiki it if you don't belive me). Unlike Sisyphus, I am not dealing with a boulder, nor do I have a murderous background, but I do feel like I'm pushing a lot of work uphill only to have it roll back down again the next day. 

I'm only doing three units this semester - this sounds good on paper and, to many over-worked and stressed-out students, like less work. But do not be fooled: the Latin is a 12 point unit and it demands double the time of a 6 point unit, come hell or high water. So this means a lot (actually, A LOT) of work outside of class: four hours a week in class and about 16 hours of my own time.

My point here is that, besides me being clearly over-worked and under-chocolated, Arts requires a great deal of effort out of class, making self-discipline a must. It's so easy to fall into the trap of thinking you have a light workload because you are only counting the time you are spending in class (be that a tutorial or a lecture). There is much more work to be done outside of class, when there is no one to tell you what to do or when to do it. It only gets worse as the years go on: come second year at the latest, lecturers expect that you are aware of the amount of reading involved, the time needed to read up on, and write, a good research essay, the time taken to make sure you are allocating enough time to all your units and not just your favorite ones (*ahem* - stop looking at me! I'm doing stuff other than Latin! Only today I printed out something to do with something I need to do for that other unit I'm doing... *cough*).

But there is also a time to rest and let your brain recover from all the information you are busy cramming into it. For me, that time is now and that means... a cup of coffee, some left over cake and then to bed with four books (three fiction and one non-fiction). Hey, that's me: I read to relax, even if I have spent the day at the library poring over books. For you it might be bungee jumping from your roof or swimming with the tadpoles in your disused swimming pool or playing computer games or annoying your parents to the point of where they wonder why they ever decided to have children in the first place. Whatever you do, enjoy it! Because, come tomorrow, the whole thing starts all over again