Isn't it ironic

It seems only natural that when faced with tight academic related deadlines, I blog. Exams coming and I had barely started studying; blog. The million and one things to do can wait.

I find myself now in a similar situation where I need to finish a first draft of a 10 or 25 page business case by this Friday. It's not graded, but late submission will penalized. How that works, is of course a mystery.

Perhaps tomorrow I will attempt to locate the requirements document. I'm sure it's somewhere in my email account, but if I can't find it I'll just ask a friend for a copy.

It has always been this way - relying on Weeli in secondary school to tell me what subject is being tested on that very day, counting on a whole bunch of friends in polytechnic to keep me in the academic loop, and on Japheth in college to keep me up to speed with deadlines and important dates.

It's somewhat ironic that the same person who's nonchalant at best about matters most find important is now working his ass off to secure a job in a foreign land 8000miles away from his support network.

Sloth, not unlike hedonism, is a habit awfully hard to break. To counter Sloth, I draw from Pride. To refute hedonism, I look to Love.