Swamped... And Sooo NOT Loving It!

Swamped (defined) - rendered powerless especially by an excessive amount or profusion of something; OVERWHELMED.

These past few days saw me at my being the finest - and most professional - crammer in the Diaz clan (ok, maybe even at my mom's side of the family, the Manalotos). And what else could make me rant like this other than 3 things - school stuff, more school stuff, and lots lots more school stuff. Woohoo!

The school term is coming to a close, but it's never too late for my friendly neighborhood professors to require papers and projects left and right before we plunge into the so-called summer fun. I've always been warned by my mom (Who, after almost 25 years, I still can't believe how she seems to always know best) that taking up 3 subjects in a single term may be too much of a handful for me, considering I still have a day job on weekdays. And as usual, I realized too late. While all my friends are busy enjoying the long weekend with families and friends (and beaus), I was getting cozy with my laptop, trying to figure out which one needs to be done first among the many requirements I have to submit by the end of this week. Let me see.. well there's the 15-page reflection paper and WebQuest project (Whew, good thing this one's supposed to be done by pairs!) in my Technology in Learning Environment class, the oral defense and thesis chapters from 1 to 3 in my Methods of Research class, and a 5-page commentary and case study report for my IT Strategic Management class. On top of that there's work, my struggling social life, and my feeble attempts to FINALLY have a lovelife (But this one's not a priority though, honest! Hahaha!).

As I am writing this post, I'm down to 2 more requirements. (That's a relief!) I know I've been neglecting a couple of invites from friends but hopefully (and I mean HOPEFULLY) the end of the week will cut me some slack. I need some serious chillax after this. If there's thing I hate besides a bad breakup, it's being swamped with work when I could be out with friends on a movie or food tripping with my mom. But... first things first. Still, I sooo hate it!