I’m now engaged in a new project, which without a doubt is the most challenging one I’ve ever had technically speaking. My brain is totally going nuts on how it’s going to be done. Add the fact that it’s a very important project that even our director has hands-on involvement. It’s because of this that I’ll have to be really strict with my sleeping time. Otherwise, I’ll just miss the fun out of this great opportunity.
This reminds me of my high school days. I greet each new assignment, tedious projects and cumbersome experiments with a smile. The main difference? I always get a good amount of sleep even if I wake up at 5am. It’s time to revive those days.
I used to be very hot-tempered especially when things don’t go my way and especially if it’s patience in waiting for other people to come or finish on something. But now I’m not that kind of person anymore. I have trained myself to be patient and thanks to my stepfather I’m more patient than I ever imagined.
As good as it seems, being patient also has its disadvantages. When you become too patient, you have a high tendency of being abused. I remember back in high school when I was a class president from 1st year to 3rd year, I would always be requested to postpone meetings and practices for some group activity. And like what always happened, I would grant their request except when it’s really closed to the deadline.
Furthermore, patience can develop you to be a more understanding and kind person, which I think is due to the fact that in order to be patient, you need to be understanding and kind first. And for me it was a bit of a disadvantage, especially when I became a battalion commander in our CAT in high school. I rarely get mad and I rarely even find myself shouting as if I really mean it. I only shout at people for the sake of letting them know my authority. People who know me more would tell that I’m too good or too kind, which I can spend a day debating with anyone that I am not. =p
And just today, my patience was also tested, but let’s save that for a future post. =)
I love reading the manual of appliances and gadgets ever since I was a kid. When I was 9 years old, I read the manual of our TV. It was only a 14″ Panasonic but lo and behold it has a auto-channel switch/timer feature where the TV will switch to the channel automatically on a given date and time set. It was really cool!
On Saturdays, my Dad would watch Magandang Gabi Bayan, which was pretty boring for me then. At the same timeslot, Sailormoon or Yaiba is showing in ABC 5. So I guess you know what I already did. While Dad was away at work, I set the timer to switch to Channel 5 when Sailormoon or Yaiba starts. To my Dad’s surprise upon turning on the TV and switching to ABS-CBN, it has switched to Channel 5 in just a few seconds. He was really shocked so he immediately switched back to Channel 2.
I wonder if he knew it was my own doing. Hehe.
Happy Birthday Dad! I hope you’re reading this from heaven.
People who have known me in school and at work know for a fact that I’m naturally an early bird. I’ve never been late at school, at work, even though we have flexible time at work I have always been early (too early even) and I have been early most of the time in appointments. In fact, my earliness caused me to attend the mass before going to school back in high school.
A couple of people asked me why I’m early. In school, I was early because I came to love attending mass when I started high school. In addition, I want to relax myself to prepare for the classes of the day and I don’t want to get myself sweating before the day has even started. I can easily perspire so the fresh air in the morning and the very few people in the surroundings are very much appreciated. At work, well I just carried on my habit from school to work and since it remains to be advantageous for me I’ll keep it this way.
It’s my mother who started training me to be an early bird. It began when I started going to school, kindergarten I specifically. She would wake me at 5am to take a bath and prepare for school. And 5am has always been my wake up time from elementary to college except in Grade 1 because all my classes were in the afternoon. I only wake up earlier than that when I have some homework to do or have to study for an exam. What was the secret for waking at 5am? Get to bed by 9pm the night before. As the years go by, Mama and I would have arguments at that sleeping time when I still have some school work to finish.
Now that I’m working, I wake up at 7:30am even though my shift is from 3pm-12am. I still have the same reasons as before, to be relaxed and to avoid too many people in public utility vehicles.
Whenever I remember those times in elementary and high school that I wait for a tricycle at 5:45am, I can feel the peace and solemnity of the morning that makes me feel good to start the day right.