There is a rebel in me

Every single time I have to do work or follow instructions I come under so much pressure myself to not do it, I wonder if the business is the only way to go for me, or doing something that I won't have to worry about keeping ties with people

I wonder why do I fear authority so much, and why I detest going to work. Work after all is the madness that drives this world.

I have lost all hope of a good weekend too, now swamped with assignments and deadlines. I hope to emerge out of this victorious.

But I also want to keep this little rebel alive. It must serve a purpose other than making me procrastinate.

I want to understand this. I know it could be laziness and the mentality in which I approach work. I stopped feeling like the work is helping me improve in any way. I want to improve, more than anything else I want to learn new things and improve.

Is it because the scope of improvement has shrunk?

Making Myself Breaking Myself

I am awake at 4 am in the morning, trying to learn how to write the proper way for academia as the deadline ever inches closer. But it’s not all bad. To be honest I am putting up this hard work to achieve something. And I have never seen myself try so hard to achieve something.