Damnation Without Relief

As the more perceptive of you probably have realized by now, this is actually the first note after months of brain freeze in writing. Quite frankly and not in dread of others' opinion about what is the point of wasting time to post this note, some materials to be written did cross over the desk, although most of them were simply just passed off without any second glance, swallowed by the attention-consuming quizzes and assignments. However, before I call on further with this note, I should point out my opinion that the contention among students regarding how hectic the university's life will never reach a conclusion, this note will therefore only contain some opinions from a completely drained bloke who seek a brief pause before jumping back to the reality, which is delicately decorated with a tight time-table and a hint of some challenging projects. And so, after a long break of having fingers kept away from the keyboard, I decided to write a short note amidst university's hubbubs just to escape for a while from this damnation without relief.

In case you were wondering that you have once read the title of this note somewhere else at anytime in your life, I would just like to confirm it. This is the line taken from the Bible actually, from some page which I don't recall and presumably no one would. The essence is that this line exactly represents students' point of view, in relation to university's life. To give you a more digestible perspective, I would point out one example. One of my acquaintances recently posted a commentary on his social networking pages, stating that stress is proportionally increasing along with age. It was basically an opinion which I didn't entirely object at all, especially because it was just a spontaneous response against all odds which seemed to be nerve-wrecking, right up to the point where one thinks that twenty four hours a day is simply not enough to deal with all these ordeals. Despite this, I do agree with the research indicating that students are a part of the community who have a high rate of stress level, regardless with any topics they might relate with: lectures, financial, social, or spouse perhaps? In a more comprehensible sentence: it could be said that there are many elements which contributes to the stress level of a student. For instance, lectures which bore one to death or maybe conflict within a team work. Now though, would this be some kind of endless complains which are directly derived from a sniveling attitude? I guess not. It is nice to acknowledge that stress is there, although it may not be the finest companion, however being reluctant to concede stress existence is not a wise option either.

"It is just an alluring fact to realize that up to the stage of being a student, I haven't been trying to stab myself."

Obviously, the parents will break this opinion once and for all, chiefly because parenting is believed to be the hardest job in the world. But unfortunately, I am currently not one of them. I mean, I might hopefully be one of them, but for now, it is just an alluring fact to realize that up to the stage of being a student, I haven't been trying to stab myself. Looking back to trace all raging elements which I disregarded over the years, the mental representation of to be going through the toughness of university life is quite dreadful, chiefly because after realizing that the choice of study we have made is our obligation and it is not refundable, not to mention parents who have some expectations that their kid will one day turn from nothing into something. Most of the time, my gut would tell me that looking from the brightside is a form of optimism, an outdated believe which I hold firmly to date to keep things altogether, although some might say that self-persuasion to contrary outcome is merely just a form of denial. However, I actually believe that even the laziest student in the world wouldn't want to drop their university study like a hot brick. In some cases which frequently happen, regardless how students dislike the lecturers or even the subject, the in-need of successful result and being qualified will always exist, there is always a minor voice in ourselves which keep whispering to move forward, go ahead, take a chance. It is absolutely realizable that the previous statement might sound a trifle exaggerating, but it is also a fact which I have seen that no one could contradict.

Considering the urging willingness to graduate as soon as possible, it is therefore a very wise decision of mine to conclude this note and would rather allocate the time for something else which relates to the damnation without relief. I witness it quite often and you might probably have: people who are working and making income for their families could still say that they miss the live of being a student and would like to go over the particular phase again. Wouldn't it be too subjective to say that what they actually miss is not being a student again; it is the life of a student which boasts freedom to socialize and the best moment where one could express themselves without fear of being criticized. Despite the fact that formal educations are getting more accessible these days, I still find that being a student is a special privilege. The time where one always learns new knowledge every day and making progress along with it, the time where one could make friends as many as possible, the time where one is introduced with the importance of responsibility and the time where greatest pride will come when one manages to achieve them all.