I began to feel so weak after 3 pm today. I just couldn't keep myself up in front of the book. I had not strength to even talk and I had to sleep. Though I am satisfied with how I studied today, I am not happy about the quantity I could make up for. I still have to start with quantitative sections. I am sailing good with English and Data Interpretation. The next mock will decide if I am sailing in the right direction.
My father today asked me to apply gel to my hair and style them. He even commented positively on my extra-grown beard. I am anyways going to shave it in a day or two but I don't know when the hair can be trimmed. The only problem with them being long is the time taken to proper them in the mornings. It must be amusing for any person to know that I comb my hair every night before sleeping. That makes me feel good before I go ahead with the most dreaded part of my day.
I have three dates to take care of now - November 18th, December 16th and January 6th. They bring to me CAT, IBSAT and XAT in that order. They will decide the college in which I will pursue my MBA. But yes of course quite on the contrary, it will be me who has to decide, just that my performance in these will be non-trivial. It doesn't depend on my health, it doesn't depend on my parents, it depends on only me. If I don't make it into a very good institution, three to four years after doing a job I will look out for a one-year diploma in Business Administration from any top college abroad. It will just delay some achievements but I have to be on the target. It's Allah who decides.
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