Pavement Materials have been torchering my soul since the very beginning. The professor is a genius, which makes it harder for us commoners to process his lectures. I find myself usually lost in class, dragging my mind back to it when he makes jokes that are ridiculously too funny not to laugh at.
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The struggle is real... |
Tomorrow's another test. I had spent half of yesterday trying to make sense of the subject. HMAs... SMAs... Oh what nonsense is this? Why is my brains not being nice to me? Maybe I'm just too old to think about what air voids can do to roads. Or more importantly, how to calculate those voids and argue about what's best for them.
My friend said that I complain about how this is the toughest subject and yet managed to score high marks in the test. Well... It's purely luck. I had no idea what I was doing. My mind was all over the place and honey... 24.5/30 is NOT high marks in Anne's level. 24.5 is a "lucky I didn't fail" category for me.
But life goes on. There are things we just have to go through in life that cannot be avoided. I need to graduate this Masters thing and to do that, I need to pass this paper. The key is to fall in love with this subject, and get to know everything about it. I know how to turn rocks into roads now. I just need to understand why everything is everything.
So, I have no choice but to do this.