Sob! I can’t focus. Do you understand? How do I study when I am:
Always hungry and tired?
Missing the fun around?
Going to meet my girlfriend in the evening?
Just not able to study!
Ah, sit back and relax.
Those weird and pathetically ugly autotrophic organisms crawling over your brains, algebraic equations and logarithms erupting volcanoes in your mind, countless chapters on the World War bombarding bombs around you, and you? Having your nose to grindstone, trying to memorize at least one sentence, so that an hour later, you’re proud of yourself for having learned at least something. Isn’t it astonishing? It may gross you out to watch a daily soap that doesn’t interest you. But once that textbook is open, you won’t mind giving a watch to the idiot-box, would you? You may hate those kids who play baseball in the park nearby, but you won’t mind watching them by the door sill, even when you’re yet to finish off with two chapters. Why?
Why does everything else seem so interesting when you have to study? Why do you