{"id":13719,"date":"2012-10-02T12:00:39","date_gmt":"2012-10-02T12:00:39","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.studentlife.utoronto.ca\/lifeatuoft\/?p=13719"},"modified":"2012-10-01T20:33:38","modified_gmt":"2012-10-01T20:33:38","slug":"yes-im-crying-why-do-you-ask","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.studentlife.utoronto.ca\/lifeatuoft\/2012\/10\/02\/yes-im-crying-why-do-you-ask\/","title":{"rendered":"Yes, I’m crying. Why do you ask?"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Je suis triste<\/figcaption><\/figure>\r\n\r\n \r\n\r\nSometimes the best thing you can do about school is cry. I mean it. When you have three papers due within three days and your brain refuses to construct a single coherent sentence, crying is perhaps the only thing to be done.\r\n\r\nI experimented with this the other night while lying in my bed racking my brain for a thesis to a paper that is due in only a few days.\r\n\r\nI have to say the results were positive. I allowed myself to sink down to that dark place where late and incomplete papers\u00a0dwell and I stayed there for fifteen minutes or so. In this place, hope of the timely composing of elegant prose and logical patterns of argument ceases to exist and there is\u00a0a freedom usually\u00a0only felt\u00a0during summer break.\r\n\r\nFor a few minutes, I gave up.\r\n\r\nI cried until I felt like I had no more reasons to be crying. I wiped my nose, dried my eyes, and marched back to my kitchen table and sat back down in front of my laptop.\r\n\r\nWithin half an hour I had a thesis and it wasn\u2019t horrible; it might even be good.\r\n\r\nWhen I started at U of T, one of my professors said something to me that stuck. It goes something like this, \u201cthe perfect essay is the one that\u2019s handed in on time\u201d.\r\n\r\nNot every paper\u00a0I\u00a0write here will be a masterpiece and not every argument\u00a0I\u00a0make will not be well founded. Sometimes it's enough to just aim for completion. That's a hard one for me to come to terms with. I'm a keener and I demand far too much from myself when it comes to school. I am not my grades...that's my new mantra.\r\n\r\nI find on those days when I'm overwhelmed with my workload that if I just remind myself that all I need to concentrate on is finishing the assignment, then the quality of the paper will invariably come together. For me it always happens this way, once\u00a0I've\u00a0finished my first draft the stress of completion lightens and then I am a wellspring \u00a0of\u00a0fancy words, arguments, and evidence. I just have to get to that point.\r\n\r\nCrying might not be the outlet that works best for you. Maybe for you primal screaming might work. It\u2019s pretty easy to learn this technique. Go to some secluded place like your bathroom or your car if you have one and scream really loud. Oh and\u00a0don\u2019t hold back. That\u2019s it\u2026I have a Prof. who swears by this technique! I haven\u2019t personally tried this yet, but I\u2019m guessing before May comes I will have. To help you a a good long here's a sample video of what a good scream sounds like.\r\n\r\n