Today we had a class on time management. Ha! Do I need someone to tell me how to manage my time better? No. I just have to tell myself, Altie, get off your lazy tuchis and do what you have to do, get your life together, get a move on!
But I don't like to listen to myself.
So I sat there and I listened while the teacher lectured us on managing your time better, on controlling time, and not letting it control you, being organized, making goals for yourself, and working towards those goals, utilizing every day, minute, and hour to help you fulfill those goals.
So I sat there and I listened while the teacher lectured us on managing your time better, on controlling time, and not letting it control you, being organized, making goals for yourself, and working towards those goals, utilizing every day, minute, and hour to help you fulfill those goals.
My ears listened, but my heart did not. M y heart was screaming, 'stop! I don't want to hear it anymore! Don't tell me these kinds of things!' Cuz it hurt. It hit home. I know that I waste a lot of time, that I procrastinate, that I'm lazy and don't do half the things I should be doing, and don't motivate myself to do new things I've always wanted to do. I know all these things, and more. And the truth hurts.
The teacher likes to ask us, 'are you here now?' Meaning, you may be physically here, but are you really here? Is your mind and heart listening along with your ears?
I can't answer that question, cuz a lot of the time the answer to the 1st here (physically) is a no. I come late to class, or I don't go at all. I'm here, but I'm not here.
Once in a while I'll wake up and realize, my life is slipping away, minute by minute, and I'm wasting my time. What am I gonna have to show for my years here on this earth? And thats the scariest thought.
I can't answer that question, cuz a lot of the time the answer to the 1st here (physically) is a no. I come late to class, or I don't go at all. I'm here, but I'm not here.
Once in a while I'll wake up and realize, my life is slipping away, minute by minute, and I'm wasting my time. What am I gonna have to show for my years here on this earth? And thats the scariest thought.
This is my last year of structured learning, being part of an enviromant, where they give it all to you. After this year, it's all up to me, whether I want to learn, or go to a farbrengin, or do half the stuff I do now cuz I feel that I have to.
I am not taking advantage of it now, I'm wasting my time, and there wont be a later.
'Time is the present, slipping away, and the future becoming the present.' Scary.
It's kind of like asking yourself, Ayeka? Where are you in life, and where are you going? What are you doing to get there? It's something to think about. Every person needs this once in a while, a wake up call, to examine their life, and reevaluate.
'Time is the present, slipping away, and the future becoming the present.' Scary.
It's kind of like asking yourself, Ayeka? Where are you in life, and where are you going? What are you doing to get there? It's something to think about. Every person needs this once in a while, a wake up call, to examine their life, and reevaluate.
This was my wake-up call.
Will I practice what I preach?
Thats the real test.
Will I practice what I preach?
Thats the real test.
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