Everything shall be set in motion, the cranks are turning. I hope everything pays off, next sem will practically be a sabbatical from studies, and I can sing Anol Shalom. One and a half more years.

Somehow its getting to me. Time is slipping through my fingers like fine sand. Exams are exactly a month away, and I am very preoccupied with expectations. Expectations from my piano teacher, my own expectations for my piano exams, for my academia and for my band. The stress seems to be overwhelming sometimes. It doesn't help that I seem to be really behind in my piano practice. I've mastered only one piece, second piece is almost done but the third piece is totally untouched. Not to mention there are the technical stuff to learn and perfect as well.

School is getting rather ridiculous. Indian professors came from IIT, the indian equivalent of MIT, and no one seems to be able to understand what exactly they are teaching. One fella loves to mumble, the other fella loves to draw his own diagrams using powerpoint which no one can understand. This only causes me to have to do my own self studies because the time in lectures are practically worthless. Why in the world do they have to do this to us. We're definitely better off without them. Talk about fixing something that ain't broken.

I'm really digging in deep into myself this sem. I hope there's a deep well of determination and strength which I need to find really soon. Morale is low, time is tight, will is waning. I need to scream right now so please excuse me while I do.