Consistently inconsistent
Current Mood : Groggy but Awake
Currently listening To: Love You So Much - Hillsong
So I have not been blogging as regularly as I should have been. I can probably come up with a ridiculously long list of reasons/excuses as to why this had happened, or rather is happening right now, but it would not make a scratch of a difference. The fact remains I am slowly, but surely lagging behind in blog posts. =(
Today I am going to make up for the entire last week's portion, definitely making sure this week's worth is well wrapped too.
In class yesterday (just to remain politically correct, as it's past 12am now) Mr. A talked about our blogs and how even our consistency plays a part in achieving high marks. Naturally, the guilt feeling that has been reeling in me decided to have an on the spot panic attack. I have not been as enthusiastic about the blog as in the beginning, I must admit. But at least I get my work done. Somewhat.
What happens then, if you're consistently inconsistent? 8D
That should account for something right?
The thoughts of the upcoming so called mini project is intimidating. I realize that I do not possess the design and concept creativity as other people do. The truth can be so harsh. Its difficult when so much as at stake for me at this moment. That creativity (as well as the ability to make it happen) accounts for a whole lot when it comes to this course. See, I can't even be creative when it comes to blogging. Feels more and more like a personal rant box by the day.
I still look forward to it, the project, as I look forward to other little things in life. Like graduating.
Its come to a point in my CIMP life where I just want to complete all the final projects and ISUs, graduate with pride and passion, take a mighty long deserving break, and proceed to spread my wings down 50meters to Monash.
To be able to do that I have to survive another 5 weeks.
It is like a bloody obstacle course.
With what little time I have for my own, I have been on a constant self-reflecting mode. Listening to soft music in the background, just trying to drain the stress away. People have questioned my sanity in taking up ComTech, probably more had expressed regret. Words spoken out of anger, overwhelming stress and fearful intimidation. I have had my fair share. Though in the end I suppose regret is too strong a word to describe it. Because I don't hate the course. I don't regret it always.
I know I will be grateful for the things I have learnt in the end.
We always will learn to be grateful one day for things we never understood back then.
Currently listening To: Love You So Much - Hillsong
So I have not been blogging as regularly as I should have been. I can probably come up with a ridiculously long list of reasons/excuses as to why this had happened, or rather is happening right now, but it would not make a scratch of a difference. The fact remains I am slowly, but surely lagging behind in blog posts. =(
Today I am going to make up for the entire last week's portion, definitely making sure this week's worth is well wrapped too.
In class yesterday (just to remain politically correct, as it's past 12am now) Mr. A talked about our blogs and how even our consistency plays a part in achieving high marks. Naturally, the guilt feeling that has been reeling in me decided to have an on the spot panic attack. I have not been as enthusiastic about the blog as in the beginning, I must admit. But at least I get my work done. Somewhat.
What happens then, if you're consistently inconsistent? 8D
That should account for something right?
The thoughts of the upcoming so called mini project is intimidating. I realize that I do not possess the design and concept creativity as other people do. The truth can be so harsh. Its difficult when so much as at stake for me at this moment. That creativity (as well as the ability to make it happen) accounts for a whole lot when it comes to this course. See, I can't even be creative when it comes to blogging. Feels more and more like a personal rant box by the day.
I still look forward to it, the project, as I look forward to other little things in life. Like graduating.
Its come to a point in my CIMP life where I just want to complete all the final projects and ISUs, graduate with pride and passion, take a mighty long deserving break, and proceed to spread my wings down 50meters to Monash.
To be able to do that I have to survive another 5 weeks.
It is like a bloody obstacle course.
With what little time I have for my own, I have been on a constant self-reflecting mode. Listening to soft music in the background, just trying to drain the stress away. People have questioned my sanity in taking up ComTech, probably more had expressed regret. Words spoken out of anger, overwhelming stress and fearful intimidation. I have had my fair share. Though in the end I suppose regret is too strong a word to describe it. Because I don't hate the course. I don't regret it always.
I know I will be grateful for the things I have learnt in the end.
We always will learn to be grateful one day for things we never understood back then.
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