7 days to go

7 more.
Time slips like mercury.
I am still functioning well.

I not Jacob

My mentor tell me to read the bk of Jacob. She sees the resemblance between me and Jacob.
She sees me wrestling w/ the angel (or God).
But I cannot see the point.

I don't wrestle. I am struggling.
Struggling w/ meself.

I do not have the persistence that Jacob has to wreatle and hold on till dawn.
I would rather take an easy way out. I am burning out.

Face it and eat it. this is something far better than confrontation.
Face it is not equal to confrontation.
Confrontation needs a lot of energy.
If I not escaping, I am facing it already or accepting it already.

die deadline die: count down

8 more days.
It is far quicker than I think. It's quite amazing to clear 12 essays in 3 hours.
Perhaps I was too excited to read the papers.
I could not sleep.

Anyway, still have eight to go.