Exams are coming, and it’s time to get serious. Everywhere I go I can see fellow students with their nose stuck in syllabi. I admire them, those people, who are able to study in solitude. I know for sure I am not one of them. Personally, I’m most productive when I’m in a room filled with fellow students going through the same hell. But why?
As I mentioned in one of my previous posts, I am quite a busy person. This means that I always have something to do: whether it’s working on this blog or preparing stuff for other responsibilities I took on – there’s always something. When I’m supposed to be studying and no one is around me, this often leads to me not really feeling motivated to study to begin with and eventually ending up doing something else, because “something else” is frequently something that I still need to get done anyway.
Besides that, I essentially have the concentration span of a puppy that just learnt how to walk. When I’m alone, I can hardly focus on one thing for longer than ten minutes. This is obviously quite the mess when I’m trying to study. But even though I always feel kind of guilty when I’m distracted, it’s never quite enough to make me get it together. However, when I’m around people I feel rather embarrassed when I’m distracted, so I am able to focus for a lot longer. I’m basically shamed into studying.
I also get demotivated fairly easily, when I’m alone. If I fluff something up on those occasions that I am capable of studying when I’m alone, I’ll often beat myself up over it, “because I bet all my friends are doing a much better job.” But when I study with other students I have something realistic to compare myself with: they’re not always studying at the speed of light. They sigh like the world’s going to end too. They’re not always as focused either. Seeing that I’m not in this alone is enough to get me back on track.
And let’s be real: in the end it’s so much more fun to study with friends than to study all by yourself. If you’re on your own, who are you going to randomly throw highlighters at? Who are you going to bother ceaselessly when you’re on a break? Who are you going to whine to about that one fluffing chapter? You get my point.
- L. Parole