Knackered

Some say college is a place for fun, but hitherto I feel really fatigue. Piles of assignments and pounds of activities really make me feel tired. I cannot concentrate on everything. This is the first time in my life that I think everything is out of control. Being a fastidious person, I cannot help but put everything aside, since I want everything I do to be perfect. The priority is manifest:

What’s the essence of college education? Why am I here? What should I do now?

Though I have to forgo many things, but life is basically made up by one after another choice. However, one thing that I am worried about is, as Mark Twain said:

What gets us into trouble is not what we don’t know; it’s what we know for sure that just ain’t so.

Who knows? Maybe my hubris and presumptuously self-conceited demeanour is something pernicious. That’s life.

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