Flip through the latest issue of Gulf Weekly.
For myself and most students out there … half-term has ended. Now, we must return to reluctantly rolling out of our extremely accommodating beds, only to trudge into homogenous cement and glass jungles where information is pelted at us at high velocities.
However, I would like to take this time to reflect on the half-term that has just passed.
The whole nature of half-term is a bitter-sweet one as we allow ourselves to think that we are gaining a holiday that permits the right balance between productivity and relaxation. It’s a particular balance that we seem to be starved of when school acts as a succubus to our time, energy and patience five times a week.
Excluding the weekends, most of us were given a week off school, which is a cruel amount of time as it is just enough for us to get comfortable, yet not enough for us to get bored.
Before half-term begins, like most students, I fall under the illusion that it shall be a productive time where work can be spread out and done at my own pace with just enough free time to go out and enjoy myself with my friends.
I will not sleep in till the afternoon and do just enough work to prevent myself from feeling guilty before I go out. No, of course not.
