Cervantes. Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra.
I’m writing this in the middle of the night. It should be an addition to the Owl Post series, but let’s leave it as a standalone post.
It has been a terribly long day for me. I keep thinking that it is a Saturday (it will be in a few minutes’ time). It started off terrible as I wasn’t really done with my Critical Writing essay – the citations bit. Everything else was done. My tutor wasn’t really pleased, so I had to stay a little while to rush everything within half an hour. (Citations weren’t that easy to find but thank god, I did it!) It wasn’t that I intentionally procrastinated, but school has been terribly hectic and unforgiving.
Sure, I have a job (two jobs, actually, from tomorrow onwards), but they don’t really interfere with my school life. In fact, I was ready to take on part-time jobs as it helps me manage my time better (ironically). Forces me to think independently as well since I feel like I’m rather spoon fed in a lot of things and I’m not independent enough.
Even with an extra-curricular (many extra-curricular actually but let’s not focus on that), dance, I feel like it’s not a burden. I do feel like a burden towards my dance mates though because I’m the worst contemporary dancer. But… I’m starting to enjoy dance because it’s a deviance from school life.
The assignments are taking a toll on me – they question my morality far too much in the areas that I am very passionate about: race/religion, education and gender relations/work. I wish there is an answer to everything, but then again, the probability theory questions everything.
I’m excited for what’s to come, but I am not sure if I can handle them. It’s going to be a crazy 2nd semester, I can foresee, but I see myself growing with every day I breathe and live. I’m excited to meet old friends, make new ones, maintain ties with current ones and just… have fun and learn. I’m making a lot of mistakes now, but I’m doing as much as I can just to enjoy the process (no matter how many times I get scolded!).
People wonder how I manage so many commitments from dance, Paragames, YEC/grassroots stuff, pizza issues, tuition issues, taking an extra module compared to the other people in Soci… I don’t know. Passion just makes me do crazy things that are possible within my limit. It’s scary, because I am dipping my legs in the unknown depths of the waters. But I know it is all worth it.
Let’s hope that Allah guides me through better places and more solid challenges… it’s a world to explore out there with one aim in mind. 🙂
p.s. tired face there, but I guess it’s worth it. 🙂