I feel like shit. I'm pretty sure I look like shit too. Usually, I hate people who complain about things; what am I doing??!!
Studying for GMAT doesn't actually involve any learning. No, you learn strategies, not actual math or English skills. Does knowing how to manipulate inequalities have any relevance in real life? Does knowing what a fucking past participle and gerund is allow you to write any better? No, what this whole thing does, what organizations like the Princeton Review make money on, is to teach you how to write the test; nothing more.
It's almost funny, if it weren't so ironic, that the moment I start working hard at something (and lose all free time), everything suddenly seems to happen at once. Certainly not a bad thing, but come on, I get nervous easily . . . LIFE, you can't pace things out?
What I do want to do, is get back to learning. Real learning, with almost no purpose but to get back to the joy of it all and to just LEARN. Sadly, I only had two courses during my undergrad at U of Waterloo that gave me that kind of joy - an economics of natural resources class, and Western civilizations. When you stop taking notes and just listen - really listen to what the professor is saying.
In the meantime . . . I'll be doing something this Friday that I haven't done in a long, long time. Sure, I've been to tastings here and there, but I miss hanging out in Niagara with winemakers and really taste. And learn and try to absorb as much as I can from them, because these are the people that really matter. So I'm going to take my own advice and stop complaining. Only positive thoughts here, moving forward. Pictures and notes (of course) from my first trip of 2012 to Niagara, soon.