Deadlines have governed me all week. I've been writing editorials every day since the other fellow in the pool went on leave for a full week, and I had to take up the slack for the three writing days he missed. Add that to my own three days. My only respite this week came from a request for a pooled editorial by the Philippine Press Institute on the freedom of information bill.
Still it has taken a toll on me such that now that it is time to write for me (editorials have no byline), I feel drained and spent with nothing new to offer.
Of course I feel I am behind with my thesis, which I know I can easily finish if pushed to a wall. But I am already pushed against the wall on other things -- I need a little breathing space. I also have a paper for Asian history that I should have gotten out of the way months ago. But our prof gave us the luxury of procrastinating -- when you're working and running a household and trying to stay sane, that's something you can't afford to pass up. Now it's coming back to haunt me -- as I write what is supposed to be the culmination of two years' hard work.
But, hey, look at the bright side. I got the paperwork done at school so that I was able to revert to my maiden name in my ID. This means my graduate diploma -- which I will receive in two months, granted I shape up -- will bear Chua.
It's Thursday and I should be looking forward to the weekend, but the truth is that a weekend for me simply means I don't have to waste a few hours commuting to and from Makati. There's always work (seven days, and, so I heard, the seventh day will not be as light anymore) and school and the kids and the house and everything else in between. And I mean everything else. :P
I do have the distinct feeling there will be changes this year. These changes will be good. :) How's that for a new "regular"?