University students
What do we have students in your life? We have nothing. We are divided
into two categories: someone to chose a right because he liked and who does not. Some have chosen because they did not know what else to do, others because they knew was that it offered more job opportunities ... now what? We are all here, in the same boat. Some people again, who does not repeat, who is out of course, whoever gives the subjects, all here, however, to consider whether our decision was the right one. The materials begin to dislike, even if they are the ones we have always dreamed of, everything seems so difficult to learn, so useless, so little distinctive to craft. This
, which is the exam time is one of the worst in where all the certainties fail, everything begins to become more difficult, time flies and materials chase ... what?
I honestly do not know. I can not give answers to these questions. Even I'm putting me in this period is a difficult time for all students. Can I just porn other.
What is finalized later this stress, all this frantic moments of badger, study crazy and desperate? It seems that everything has to lead to an unhappy life. A life in a cage, linked to that specialization, in that study. It seems a point of arrival and a starting point the university. An arrival point because it is the time when you choose forever. A point of departure because when we will start over real life, that of sacrifices, that of practical work. The time will come when this will end all speculation.
But what can we do? Changing your mind is impossible, now it's late, all that money spent on taxes, there is no going back. So we can only adapt, study, study and study ... and try to move the material, because that 's universities has become this, change the materials. Nothing to learn, you forget everything the day after the examination, the important thing is to pass. And then school kids, we want to do? We study and try to end the limbo-university as soon as possible ... The researcher
Kirka ...
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