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Impatience Is My Virtue - I Can't Just Be The Only One, Right?
The Game Where I Always Lose - Waiting
To apprise you with what I am trying to say here about my patience (if I still have such), I've made a very brief timeline of my existence:
- When I was in Grade School, I cannot wait to be in High School.
- High School years came, I cannot wait to be admitted in the University.
- Became an Engineering student, I cannot wait to graduate and get my Degree.
- Took my University final exams a week before the set date, flew to a different region for a job interview.
- Got hired and started my first job weeks before graduation day.
- Resigned six months after.
- Moved to a new country a month prior to my resignation and signed a 2-year contract.
- 1 year has passed since I moved here, now I am already considering another company hop. Good luck to me!
Tick tock, tick tock...
Time flies they say. More like time scurries in my opinion.
A day is made up of 24 hours, means it has 1440 minutes, which is basically equal to 86,400 seconds - and that is a LOT of seconds.
Question, do you even value every second of your every day?
What basically sums up your entire 24-hour period?
Now that almost everyone within the age range of 20-30 years young are already done with school and are actually working in the real world, I would guess that a normal weekday routine for the vast majority would have to be the usual home-work-home cycle.
Apparently, that does not work with me.
It seems that there is just no way that I could make myself leave a single minute idle - it's intolerable. The excruciating sound of the clock ticking away its seconds feels like torture to me. Explains why I direly abhor the following (normal) everyday things:
- Traffic lights
- Slow internet
- Low computer RAM
- Rainy days
- Long queues
- Answering machines
Yes. You read that last one right. As much as I find sleep to be one of the most beautiful activities a human being has ever been privileged enough to do, I do not verily enjoy it once I have woken up from such long slumber. I am not saying I don't love sleeping, I honestly do. It's majestic! But such majestic waste of time. Just imagine if sleep was not all that important to our living body, think about the things you could actually do with those number of extra hours? There would be so much to accomplish! Oh the joy!
Let me share with you my usual weekday timetable to at least enlighten you with how I routinely deal with my own time:
Get dressed for work
Prepare breakfast and packed lunch
Off from work
9:30 - 11:30 PM
* Such activities may change due to some certain unforeseen circumstances. 7:00PM till 5:30AM the next day could be the following list or just anything at all:
I could go on, but these I believe, are enough for examples.
As it can be seen clearly based on the above table, I get around just 5.5 hours of sleep every night - make that 6 hours if I'm lucky. I have always been a fan of long lie ins, but due to my long list of extracurricular activities related and unrelated to work, the ideal full 8-hour sleep will just have to happen at a time in the not so near future. Even during my time off from work – which is only one full day per week - I would rather dedicate it to drain myself with things that I want to bring to fruition. It is either I do chores around the house that will rewardingly thwart myself from doing it during work nights, or I would do more blissful productive engagements just to amuse myself. It has always been this way wandering back to my University days anyway - and you can bet there won't be much changes for long.
Obliterated Body Clock
There has been a lot of instances that I could vividly remember when and why I stayed up so late. But staying up late is just half of the story. Truth is, I could actually stay awake for more than 24 hours. Because when you are as impatient as I am, you just couldn't wait to get things done.
AND YOU BETTER BELIEVE IT.
Give me a task that may be done for a total of 8-hours, I will lovingly try to do it straight away with all my power and with the most minimal breaks - WITH OR WITHOUT SLEEP.
This must be addiction - addiction to work and responsibility, or just plain paranoia that precious time will just go in the drain.
There’s just no time to waste when everything is just too fast paced in this modern world that we are in. One moment I was still struggling to finish school, now here I am in a foreign country, exhausting myself with work for almost a year already.
I used to come up with an idea of practically involving myself into so many things just to pass the time. And although I really try to make it a point that they have to be worthwhile to say the least, they always end up being utter nonsense.
It's frustrating that I always fuss so much about how I would like to improve myself, that I would always jot down everything the moment they pop into my head. And when I say always, that means even during meteoric breaks at work and at home just so I won't forget.
Then one odd day, I got a hold of such list that I ended up rereading back everything that I have written down. This was when I realized there was just so much that I wanted to obtain giving only minimal time for myself to actually make them happen - thanks to my intolerance to wasted time. Therefore I conclude that I am way out of my mind. Had I been more realistic with my goals, some improvements might have happened.
I only gave myself a sole year for every meaningful intent I wanted to reach. The result? I only ended up getting really exasperated every single time with 0% success rate.
I wanted to be richer in a year, I wanted to travel the world in a year, I wanted to be promoted in a year and I wanted to be married, but this one not in a year.
Then I noticed there were so many 'I's' in all my goals that it deemed to appear to be a very selfish list of wants. And so, a major revision was done.
I wanted to be rich:
- It isn't how much one basically earns, but actually how much one saves. I now accepted the fact that I won't be a millionaire in a year - but I will be in due time. So what's the point in rushing when you know you will eventually reach the end of the tunnel as long as you consistently walk towards it, right?
I wanted to travel:
- I just have to open my eyes and see the world the way it wants to be seen. I have already been to a few foreign countries, so what's the hurry? I could always start local.
I wanted to be promoted:
- All things meant to be molded into perfection cannot be rushed. One cannot simply become the most valuable employee overnight. Ambition goes a long way, and that involves time and experience.
I may still be impatient. But that is just all that there is to it now. I can always IMPATIENTLY wait.
How many hours do you usually sleep on a weekday?
© 2015 Glensie J D