Hola Blogtastic World!
I got my mojo back! As it turns out all that was needed was a little positive feedback and I am back on my feet, with yet another exciting installment of my 'QLC' (see post 1 & 3) experience.
A classic symptom of being in the midst of a 'QLC' is the feeling that failure = death. For some reason the possibility of failing in whatever path we have chosen to pursue coming out of high-school is the most terrifying thing imaginable, even more so than death itself.
I am going to label this particular QLC quality as the 'Fatal Failure', pointing out the irony that failure itself is not fatal, but some very extreme measures taken to avoid failure can be.
We need to take a step back, put our lives into perspective, take a little advice from Ron Weasley and 'sort out our priorities'.
Yes, failing is bad, you should not try to fail, in fact you should actively go about striving to not fail, however failing not failing, instead of spiraling into the depths of despair and attempting to come to terms with the inevitable future of a stripper, prostitute or gold digger, perhaps you should consider simply trying something else... or trying the same thing again?
I myself have at times found myself facing what seemed like 'fatal failure', so am able to outline some of the symptoms that comes along with it.
-intense feelings of hopelessness and depression
-anger (at yourself, your friends for 'distracting' you, your lecturers for not teaching you right, your parents for not raising you to have a good work ethic, your school for not warning you or teaching you how to do real life things like getting insurance or balancing a cheque book, the entire system for making it seem like the only way to be successful in life was by dragging yourself through tertiary education to end up with an incredibly stressful and expensive BA diploma which is virtually useless in the 'real world') *rant over
-Panic (are you having a panic attack? heart rate is pretty fast, mouth feels dry, definitely beginning to get sweaty, should you call the ambulance? What do you say though? Im panicking because I left my essay until the night before and this time I just don't think I'm going to get it in on time, help me?)
-And finally uneasy acceptance - this is that moment at 4.00am where you give up, you give in to your future of Mc Donald's server by day, Stripper by night and hit the hay, only to find when you wake up the next morning that what you've got isnt actually half bad, turns out 2.00am you is a pretty great rambler.
My only real advice to those who like me suffer
from 'Fatal Failure' is to just try and take a step back and put things into perspective, this is not the end of the world, and certainly not the end of your life, you just need to relax and do the best you can, that is all you can do, and try not to panic, you are far to clever to be stuck as a stripper, worst comes to worst you can always teach, (just kidding, much respect to the very qualified teachers!!!!)
Good Luck
-Emsy
*the renewed enthusiasm in my blog is definitely not because I am finally getting the majority of my assignment work for semester two and I can no longer excuse scrolling needlessly through Facebook and watching endless youtube videos as justifiable procrastination methods... just to clarify.
I got my mojo back! As it turns out all that was needed was a little positive feedback and I am back on my feet, with yet another exciting installment of my 'QLC' (see post 1 & 3) experience.
A classic symptom of being in the midst of a 'QLC' is the feeling that failure = death. For some reason the possibility of failing in whatever path we have chosen to pursue coming out of high-school is the most terrifying thing imaginable, even more so than death itself.
We need to take a step back, put our lives into perspective, take a little advice from Ron Weasley and 'sort out our priorities'.
Yes, failing is bad, you should not try to fail, in fact you should actively go about striving to not fail, however failing not failing, instead of spiraling into the depths of despair and attempting to come to terms with the inevitable future of a stripper, prostitute or gold digger, perhaps you should consider simply trying something else... or trying the same thing again?
I myself have at times found myself facing what seemed like 'fatal failure', so am able to outline some of the symptoms that comes along with it.
-intense feelings of hopelessness and depression
-anger (at yourself, your friends for 'distracting' you, your lecturers for not teaching you right, your parents for not raising you to have a good work ethic, your school for not warning you or teaching you how to do real life things like getting insurance or balancing a cheque book, the entire system for making it seem like the only way to be successful in life was by dragging yourself through tertiary education to end up with an incredibly stressful and expensive BA diploma which is virtually useless in the 'real world') *rant over
-Panic (are you having a panic attack? heart rate is pretty fast, mouth feels dry, definitely beginning to get sweaty, should you call the ambulance? What do you say though? Im panicking because I left my essay until the night before and this time I just don't think I'm going to get it in on time, help me?)
-And finally uneasy acceptance - this is that moment at 4.00am where you give up, you give in to your future of Mc Donald's server by day, Stripper by night and hit the hay, only to find when you wake up the next morning that what you've got isnt actually half bad, turns out 2.00am you is a pretty great rambler.
My only real advice to those who like me suffer
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| Wise words from the ever adored Elle Woods |
Good Luck
-Emsy
*the renewed enthusiasm in my blog is definitely not because I am finally getting the majority of my assignment work for semester two and I can no longer excuse scrolling needlessly through Facebook and watching endless youtube videos as justifiable procrastination methods... just to clarify.
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