In the midst of my job-hunting, I have come to realize how attached I am to Political Science. See, the first thing I said when I graduated was "FREEDOM!" Anyone would, considering how much we had to read during our four-year stay in the university. Try reading a bunch of journals plus a bunch of books every week. Not exactly fun, yeah? Well add in papers and assignments for the other courses too. But believe it or not, you get used to it. So much to the point that when we did get a day off, it feels weird. We're so used to working on something, we sort of forgot how to relax.
Still, while talking to some of my friends in college, I realized how much I miss the hustle and bustle of Political Science. Most of my friends are either pursuing Law or already working, and they all said the same thing: it's different. There's only so few of us who want to pursue an MA in a related field. I, for one, want to pursue an MA for International Relations (three guesses on what I want to be). Then again, it's still not the same.
I remember the times that whenever a professor assigns us readings, we groan and beg to at least lessen the load (didn't work, by the way). It continues to pile up until we suddenly feel so numb to everything, we just take it all in. Then we arrive home and suddenly realize how much we need to do. Contrary to popular belief, we go on a mass panic attack via Facebook/Twitter, then get to work around 11PM or 12NN until the wee hours of the morning. So what does this result to? Zombies in a classroom, powered by coffee or energy drinks (Cobra or Sting, to be specific). And the same process happens.
I will never forget the most hellish week of our lives. Professors call this "Last Finals Week of Your Lives", we call it "Hydra Week, or the Week Where We Get One Done, Three More Replace It." I know, you're curious as to why we call it that. See, it started with one paper. We were totally fine with it because we had the whole week to work on it. Until, of course, the professors thought it'd be a good idea to make the deadlines of all papers into the same week. When we get done with one paper, three literally replaced it. We made a total of 10 (!!!!!!!!) papers for that week. And people say we're not doing anything.
Funny how when I was still in school, I could care less about these things. Now that I'm here, I see how many memories I made. And the best part? I know I had a good time in college.
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