I study everyday for 2-3 hours months before a class starts so I can have an advantage over my classmates and the Nurse's assistants our group hangs out with on class trips. It impresses people and earns me better opportunities.(I screwed up Eva and was like "Eve....? No.... Oh yeah, Eva.")
That’s good! Yeah, I’ve found that if you do your homework the day that it’s assigned (the day you have a particular class) it really helps you solidify information into your memory. Plus you usually complete it more quickly because the information is fresh in your brain and you don’t have to look up things to answer questions.
Since you seem to like talking about dreams, I once had a series of dreams when I was younger in which I'd switch with a version of myself in a parallel universe to go on an epic adventure every night, discovering twists and turns to what I thought was true. It's continue each night, too. Ever have anything really cool dream-wise?
I used to have recurring nightmares and I once had a dream where there was this patchwork picture book with all of my recurring nightmares consecutively.
It was kind of terrifying at the time but not so much anymore.
I've studied for so long that I pretty much mixed up the names of myself and who I am in those dreams.... But hey, at least I remember that drugs made from opium poppies are bad for head trauma.... Not so sure about morphine and lung trauma but, I'm pretty sure an author fucked up. Have you ever studied for a class so much you forget basic human things?
I’ve never done that because I think it pretty much defeats the purpose of studying.
I usually habitually look over notes and readings each day so that I can commit information to my long term memory, which is a better method of studying in the long run. I suggest you get away from cramming and get in the habit of studying a few hours each day (even when there isn’t an exam coming up).
My introverted nature doesn’t usually bother me until my roommates are gone and I’m alone in the room for hours. I use “bother” in a very loose sense, I suppose. Normally I don’t notice that I’m usually by myself because I don’t really get lonely. But there are times.
I mean, it’s kind of my own fault. I’m not very good at being social at gatherings. I’d much rather sit in my room and read. And that makes me happy. But I suppose it’s the college atmosphere that’s pressuring me into thinking that I’m missing out on things I’m supposed to be doing during evenings.
I’m happy here, in my room, sitting quietly in the dark while one of my roommates sleeps, thinking about my philosophy homework. Some people will say that’s unhealthy, that I am missing out on life/people, but I feel that I get enough of that in class and throughout the day. I need time to myself.
That’s just the kind of person I am and I need to stop feeling bad about it because I’m already perfectly content.