My classes this term are very demanding. One in particular takes up the most of my time and gives me the most stress, so I’m almost always working on something. I lost at least an hour of sleep every night last week. Compared to my usual six hours a night, I only had five. Even the weekend wasn’t any better. I didn’t go outside all weekend, and I slept after 3am two nights in a row.
My demanding class has a final project that we’re expected to work on for the entire term. My professor has us turning in a section of it every Friday until we’re done. I like having a forced timeline so that I don’t procrastinate and can’t finish the project (these things always take longer than I expect), but the constant pressure of turning in something substantial every week is exhausting.
Basically, school has taken over my life (again). The only people I hang out with these days are my undergrad study buddy and my tutees (i.e., other students in my classes who ask me questions almost every day). It’s a good thing I like what I do, otherwise I would have gone crazy a long time ago. I wonder if graduate school will be like this.