Pivothead
“It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen.”
The opening line to 1984. Sometimes I wish I had that extra hour in the day, because it always seems that I just don’t have enough time to achieve anything. Now maybe that’s just an affliction of a busy mind and fervent procrastination, but even so, it’s frustrates that I never have enough time to both pursue my personal interests and academic and social obligations. I have three weeks to finish an ICT project which I cannot bear to look at, mock A2 exams starting Monday week, and a dangerous longing to do some Ruby or PHP before my interest in website programming or design wanes to a drastic level. The internet itself is a major tool of the auto-time-waste mode my brain likes to set itself once I set foot with the walls of my house: so much too look at, most of which doesn’t matter anyway, but it keeps me busy enough to forget about schedules and deadlines.
What I need is something to keep my mind focused. I have found that podcasts work as charm, but only if they are about a TV program, or are some sort of radio show, preferably comedy, and to be honest, I just haven’t found many to my liking. Any tips of staying focused on boring and tedious documentation work would be greatly appreciated.
But all is not wiltering in the nest. After training all week, at about 1-2 hours a day, I finally managed to progress past a particularly nasty boss in FF XII, which still continues to amaze me the more I play it. Also, my weekly watchings (Bleach, Naruto and Heroes) are all incredibly and increasingly enjoyable, though to be honest the last few episodes of LOST have been absolutely DIRE!. And finally, I’ve had a really lovely week with my girlfriend, which just makes everything that little much better.
Writing is definitely therapeutic.
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Yes — writing is therapeutic. I often get frustrated with my lack of time, so what I normally do is stay up way too late in order to squeeze everything in. But then I end up even more frustrated because I’m dead tired each morning, and begin to wear down by Friday. I used to be good on 5 or less hours of sleep, but it seems, anymore, I could use 1 or 2 more hours of sleep.
The bad part is, I don’t think the “lack of time” problem is going to fix itself anytime soon. I can only see it getting worse.
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