Breaking point reached...
I'm supposed to rest for the whole week from my sickness...But apparently I've become a workaholic...
Monday, supposedly...resting the whole day....Actual activity: Finishing my group's Written Report on Patch Adams.....Discussing sports carnival with gab...outcome: crashed to my bed just before I passed out...
Tuesday, supposedly....rest the whole day as well....erm...I did...but only in the morning...ended up finishing up thermal physics tutorial...and got diarrhea during the evening...and I was finalizing sports carnival items...Outcome: another crash onto the sick bay's bed....
Wednesday...Attempted to go to school....Outcome: Failed...Why? Flu bout....Next decision: rest the whole morning...Actual activity....Slept for few hours...Read econs notes on inflation...watched chem lecture on electropotential....Did chem equi tutorials...Council meeting....
Choir still looms by on Thurs...Fri...
Sports Carnival is another drainer on Saturday...
Man...I'm really a workaholic....
Help!! Is there any remedy to this "sickness"?? Body has been taking a heavy toll from the workload I'm carrying...But still I can't myself letting my work go.....let alone leaving the job to someone else...Is it because I don't trust others in their capabilities? Why is that so? Why am I still worried about how's everyone doing when I've already asked them to do it?
Project work....council work...even daily chores...I still can't find myself reassurance that these jobs will be done...Have I became a perfectionist, such that only I can finish off the job right on the dot...to the exact expectations I wanted to?
Whatever the cause is...It's not good for the body that is containing this soul...Legs protest at every step I take....Chest threatening to stop taking in oxygen when I breathe....Eyes luring me to shut them down at every blink...
But no...I don't want to be stopped by this...There is no way my new energy level, low as it is, is gonna stop me from completing all my tasks...I'm gonna get through all this in this week!
I'm not sure how much is this gonna cost me...Everyday I'm getting sicker...But with my weak limbs and pounding heart...I'll do my best to get my jobs done....
Studies...
Council...
Choir...
SLE...
The diamond of my life had just been discovered...It now awaits the carver for its astonishing design..Will it gleam and shine under light from every angle? Or will it be worth nothing more than a carbon flint?
It's do or die time...
Work for the goals...Or die trying....Grrr....
Hate the die part...haha...
I'm supposed to rest for the whole week from my sickness...But apparently I've become a workaholic...
Monday, supposedly...resting the whole day....Actual activity: Finishing my group's Written Report on Patch Adams.....Discussing sports carnival with gab...outcome: crashed to my bed just before I passed out...
Tuesday, supposedly....rest the whole day as well....erm...I did...but only in the morning...ended up finishing up thermal physics tutorial...and got diarrhea during the evening...and I was finalizing sports carnival items...Outcome: another crash onto the sick bay's bed....
Wednesday...Attempted to go to school....Outcome: Failed...Why? Flu bout....Next decision: rest the whole morning...Actual activity....Slept for few hours...Read econs notes on inflation...watched chem lecture on electropotential....Did chem equi tutorials...Council meeting....
Choir still looms by on Thurs...Fri...
Sports Carnival is another drainer on Saturday...
Man...I'm really a workaholic....
Help!! Is there any remedy to this "sickness"?? Body has been taking a heavy toll from the workload I'm carrying...But still I can't myself letting my work go.....let alone leaving the job to someone else...Is it because I don't trust others in their capabilities? Why is that so? Why am I still worried about how's everyone doing when I've already asked them to do it?
Project work....council work...even daily chores...I still can't find myself reassurance that these jobs will be done...Have I became a perfectionist, such that only I can finish off the job right on the dot...to the exact expectations I wanted to?
Whatever the cause is...It's not good for the body that is containing this soul...Legs protest at every step I take....Chest threatening to stop taking in oxygen when I breathe....Eyes luring me to shut them down at every blink...
But no...I don't want to be stopped by this...There is no way my new energy level, low as it is, is gonna stop me from completing all my tasks...I'm gonna get through all this in this week!
I'm not sure how much is this gonna cost me...Everyday I'm getting sicker...But with my weak limbs and pounding heart...I'll do my best to get my jobs done....
Studies...
Council...
Choir...
SLE...
The diamond of my life had just been discovered...It now awaits the carver for its astonishing design..Will it gleam and shine under light from every angle? Or will it be worth nothing more than a carbon flint?
It's do or die time...
Work for the goals...Or die trying....Grrr....
Hate the die part...haha...
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