work-life balance

When I counted my blog entries just now, I couldn’t believe it’s already 7 weeks. What shocks me is not how fast the time flies but it’s only THREE weeks left to the finals. On one hand I hope this quarter could be over asap, but on the other hand, I wish that I could be given an extra few weeks to get undos done.

I’ve never been looking forward to weekends this much, mainly because I spent most of the week in hospital. Yeah, that’s why I left early last class on Wednesday. My boyfriend got seriously sick and passed out on Tuesday night, so we called an ambulance to send him to hospital. (I thought a car is enough, but the hall director insisted on calling 911…) This is my first time to be in hospital in US, the first time on ambulance in the world. So it terrified me, really, since I’ve always been a healthy person from head to toe, never have a shot in mine, except for blood donation. The consequences in hospital were nothing like Grey’s Anatomy, except for costumes.

Since I had to accompany him in the hospital, I put off one presentation, one photographing assignment and one paper to next week. Plus what suppose be in next week on schedule, I would have a taste of more than most overloaded. Sometimes I get high on challenging my working limits per day, while most of the time, I feel tired and exhausted of chasing after due dates. My accounting TA comforted me, “Don’t be stupid to make your work-life balanced. There’s nothing on the right-hand side of the scale, it’s not gonna balance anyway.” Indeed, I realize more and more that so called “work life balance” is no more than an urban myth. And it reminds me of another old joke, on the left-hand side of their balance sheet, there’s nothing right. And on the right-hand side, there’s nothing left.

Complaints completed. Fighting ~!~!