Time's a-tickin, so I'll have to give the rebated version here.
The UTAR Express, taking you to...?
I don't really know exactly where I'll end up, but I know I'm going somewhere. The wheels are turning, and the scenery around me changes.
Whatever happens from here on, the fact remains that I'll only ever have 24 hours in a day.
I still lack the discipline. And I think I lack the heart, too.
I realize that I don't handle stress very well - and no matter what your abilities are, if you can't handle stress, these abilities are curtailed and your progress hits a glass ceiling.
Recently.... a few times, I've found myself sitting there and staring right at that glass ceiling... wondering what to do.
People see my abilities and ask for my time, and I don't blame them for that. Sometimes I say yes when I shouldn't. Sometimes I say no, and normally it turns out that it was the right choice. But all in all what bugs me is this apparent inability I have to really explain that when I'm at a loose end it doesn't matter how well I can do stuff.
And what bugs me even more is that I just explained it out in under a minute - after finding it so difficult to bring it up in conversation.
Maybe the flow of things just weren't right.
But enough about myself - I find other people more interesting anyway. I can firmly say that really helping people is one of those things that give me clarity. I say clarity, but I suppose you might call it joy. I like it a lot. When you're down, you feel like there's a cloud over your head and you're stuck in the haze. Joy feels like the clouds poof away and you're covered in light. Everything's bright. That's why I say it gives me clarity.
Also, I think I say "clarity" also because my head is working with conundrums most of the time. You know someone spends a lot of time thinking when his face always lights up when he finds a solution. It's like reaching the finish line.
But if you ever see me appearing unhelpful, it's probably because I think my help can be harmful. What I mean is that I spoil people a lot. Really a lot. I think people get used to me doing stuff, and I don't like that. Not only because feeling like you're being taken for granted is something nobody likes, but because I feel like I'm killing my friends if I spoil them. Really.
People wonder why I don't go all out trying to fix everything on my own in assignments anymore, but it's simply because we could all do with our share of learning. I'd like to facilitate that instead, but few people seem as interested in the subject matter as they are in their grades. Maybe if I try too hard to talk about the subject matter, people'll just think I'm trying to show off instead of the fact that I really feel learning is fun.
That is, of course, nothing out of the ordinary.
I think I've a lot of good people in my life :) A lot of interesting people too (not mutually exclusive).
And I think, the following weeks are going to be posing a lot of problems to solve - with maybe some flashes of clarity along the way.
Yay? Sigh?