Tuesday, February 06, 2007 @ 12:02 AM
I didn't bring the dog out for a walk today.
Today my mum asked me, why am I packing so many things to do every single day? I guess I just hate to idle around, doing nothing. That's why I think I can never do well in meditation or anything along that line. I can just never let my brain be clear of all things, no matter how small.
Like Khalid, CK and probably everyone else in my school, I am stressed. And whenever I want to take a break to unwind, be it watching a show, playing mahjong, reading mags or novels, or even blogging, I feel guilty. Like I shouldn't be slacking. But there's only so much I can do. I guess my capacity for serious work is pretty much f***ed up.
Let me do some time budgeting.
I have 168 hours a week. Minus the average 56 hours I sleep. Minus the 15 hours per week of classes. And then there's work (20 hours a week). I take an average of 1.5 hours to prepare and travel to school or work or town (for leisure) each day, plus the time I take to travel back home from anywhere, about 7 hours. I need to spend an average of about 15 hours per week to study/do readings/assignments. On the average I spend up to 3 hours each night chatting, surfing, blogging, researching blah blah. Not forgetting about 2 hours spent eating each day. I'm pretty much left with 9.5 hours (that's if I really keep to the strict timeline above).
Time is precious. That I know. I didn't know it's that bad. Now I know how badly I need MORE time.
I feel so cooped up in the vicious cycle of everyday life.
I'm not overly depressed (heh, thanks Fang, Bizi and Karen). I guess I'm just a normal being, wanting more time and rest.
See, I've just spent another hour blogging.