Saturday, June 17, 2006

Confessions of the Queen Procrastinator

The should-do list grows and grows
Time ticks away and the deadlines loom menancingly near

The brilliant display of delaying tactics in postponing chores, tasks and decisions to later, tomorrow, next month
The disciplined denial of what's urgent
The determination to oust what should be the priority out of sight and out of mind
The flair of defending and excusing laziness, ill-discipline, sleepiness, (over)eating, (day)dreaming
The calm composure when one falls behind schedule
The ingenuity to deceive the mind that everything would turn out fine eventually

Surpassing the standards, taking it to unprecedented levels
It never fails to amaze me, how I outdo myself each time, that is, until...

Fear, panic and anxiety attack as time runs out
Disgust, frustration, anger and regret, after suffering the chill, nausea and turmoil of the frantic last minute rush,(re)surface to chasten and chide the squandering of time, the constant putting off of things
Ashamed and remorseful post-mortem, assurance is given that it won't happen again

But...
It inevitably does not work because
I NEVER learn

Sunday, June 11, 2006

Problems? No problem!

"Sometimes, problems are good because they keep you awake. If you believe it's so easy and you start dreaming, you crash" - ex French national soccer player, Emmanuel Petit.

How true. Problems CAN BE GOOD.

But most of the time, we fall into the bait of being consumed by problems.
Before we even face it, we've already associated problems with negative connotations.
Words like trouble, difficulties and chaos come to mind to scare us.
And the pre-occupation dealing with the problems nick us of the belief and foresight that any good may come out of it.

Sometimes, it's a matter of whether we want to see it that way- that a problem can be good and made good. That this problem may actually avert a potentially more serious one. Whether we allow ourselves to view it in that light- that problems can eventually turn out to be blessings rather than curses.

It's funny how, for some, uniqueness isn't valued when it comes to problems. Togetherness somehow is. Pple like to hear that they are not the only one suffering. It appeases them somewhat that others are going through tougher issues. And it makes them sore when others seems to have a good time while they are riddled with problems.

I've come to realise recently...
Everyone has problems.
Not only you.

So stop indulging in those whining and laments of how hard your life is.
Stop pitying yourself.
Stop assuming that others have it good naturally.
That they are favoured to be that slim and tall. Smart to get those grades without studying. Fortunate to clinch the prestigious job. Lucky to excel in their work.
Just because they appear smiling in front of the cameras doesn't mean they have it good all the time.
The regimented workout, the disciplined revision, the rigorous preparation and concerted performance behind the scenes. The pain and toil applies to them too. The sacrifices and strength to deal with the problems, face the music to emerge better and stronger.

Don't penalise them just because they don't talk about their problems, just because they have more grit to handle and overcome the problems.
It will only get you down more.
Quit comparing and envying others for the seemingly smooth and good life others seems to have because there's much more than meet the eye.

"Pain, you just have to fight through, because the truth is you can't outrun it and life always makes more. " - Dr Meredith Grey, Grey's Anatomy

Same for problems in my opinion. Life just keeps making more. No choice but to ride on it and ride it off.
Few of us would embrace problems with open arms.
But think of the times we've gone thru problems, look back and relieved it with fondness. (Think those 'I never would want it any other way' replies to questions).

I don't think just because of this, I wld never feel stumped or defeated, confused or stuck.
It's not a miracle cure and its too airy-fairy to think of anyone bursting with positivity and yelling for problems to be brought on.
Only that there's no need to fret when one can't sleep. It maybe good to be kept awake occassionally to avoid the crash:)

On another note , it's a lovely sunday morning with the dewy smell of a drizzle and a cool breeze. Just can't help but give a wl-trademarked, woot:P
Have a blessed sunday and week ahead!

Friday, June 02, 2006

At the End of the Day

Preface

For those who regularly check the blog, this entry was actually posted up sometime ago.
For 24 hours or so, before I decided to take it down again.
I had let a warped fear get to me and overcome me once again - that things may go wrong cos I've verbalised and announced it. That what I really want would slip me by when others know. So awkward and embarrassing then. Cursed? Jinxed? Watever.
As much i hated the way this train of thoughts ran, i fall prey to it time and again.

"You of little faith, why did you doubt?" (Matthew 14:31).
Indeed, I have access to inherit the best assurance, and yet, i choose to worry, fear and fret. So silly, really.

So yes, i have reposted it cos there are really some pple i want to thank- whether things do work out eventually or not. For that, I just have to learn, remember and remind myself again and again that I just have to trust God.


It's very easy to hear and partake in good news
Very easy to compose the message. Any word works.
Very easy to smile, hug and announce
Very easy to be there: to celebrate, feast and cheer
Very easy to welcome and embrace

But to those, who have to hear of the troubles, anxiety and frustrations before and beneath the good,

Who have to be burdened and affected by your problem on top of their own
Who have to be sensitive and careful about their reply msges
Who put away their tight deadlines at work or elsewhere, to sms/call/email, help, counsel, advise and encourage
Who willingly asked, then shared the anxiety, endured the coldfeet and suspense and kept the secrets

At the end of the day, it's not the good news that count so much.
The good news may unravel and come undone anytime
And surely, many more sighs, fears, disappointments, failure would be installed in the days to come
The elation would be doused
The ego wld soon be bruised again

The happiness of moments will fizzle and fade
But it doesn't matter.
Cos I'll remember and be grateful-
The sincerity, warmth, support, encouragement and prayers of you'll- family, frens and God.

Thanks... for being there:)