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It Aint Easy... Pimping.
No one said this shit was gonna be easy and i wouldnt have believed them anyway. I was kinda expecting it to me difficult and i'm gonna cope but that wont stop me from shouting... "It too damn difficult".
My life. Here's what i'm expected to do on a weekly basis:
4 Days a week in uni. Between the times i spend between uni, home and work, i'm supposed to take time out to do some reading on my own and beat deadlines for assignment submissions.
I'm expected to pass my first year in uni.
I'm expected to turn up for work 2 days of the week and one weekend. One of those days (Thursday) i have to be both at uni and at work.
I'm expected to write scripts and come up with ideas to make other people work easier at work.
I'm expected to do the above and be able to prove that it's helping to the reviewers every 6 month or my job is on the line.
I'm expected to have enough time to keep in contact with friends and family.
I'm expected to blog everyday.
I'm expected to have a fooking life!!
Now here's what i expect of myself:
Not to die.
Be happy.
Spend enough time with my girlfriend.
Not to fail my course.
Not to lose my job.
Play enough games on my xbox.
Organise my life properly.
As it stands... i've been doing so many things wrong especially with time management that it's almost impossible to find spare tiem to do anything. I put off getting a harcut for almost 3 months the last time. You sjoulda seen me.
Another thing i'm not doing right with my life now is have a timetable. I've been talking about creating one for the past month with no luck. I ended geeting hit with reality when two assignments needed... whoa!
[after one hour] shit... i almost missed a deadline. i thought i'd submittted the electronic version of my assignment lastnight... i needed this entry to jog my memory. Thanks to everyone that's been hounding me to add entries on the tagboard... i wouldnt have blogged today if i hadnt seen it... and i probably would've ended up losing marks because of that. Now who says bloggin dont pay?
Anyway... back to our main feature... yeah today for instance, i had to wake up at 5am to go to uni and hand in an assignment that i'd completed yesterday [ironically] on campus. The deal was that, the assignment was hidden somewhere online and i didnt see it till yesterday.
Thankfully, it was on a concept i understand; Data Flow diagrams. What i didnt undertsand though was the application called Select SSADM (nothing sexual you sados!!) that i needed to draw the diagrams.
Here's me stuck with an assignment that was due the next day before 1pm. Couple it with the fact that i'm not due in at uni on wendesday. Now compund it with the scary though that i need to be at work before 10am. So my plan was to stay in Uni till as late as i can and finish off the assignment in no rush then rush off home.
My plan worked 'cos in under an hour, and without reading any manual or asking anyone for help, i managed to figure out which buttons did exactly what and whcih things under no circumstances to press. I couldnt submit the assignment that same day because the modular office closes at around 5pm. When i left campus the night was pushing 8.
I managed to get home in time and get an hour off my xbox with Dela before Abe called. We argued a bit about our new web hosting reseller venture which i'll tell you more about.
Talking about Dela, you probably dont know because i havent blogged so much in the past many months. He's my childhood friend who's mentioned somewhere in the "my past" section. He's been living with us for some months now and i repeatedly kick his ass at Halo and Moto GP2.
Yeah so forcing myslef back on track again, what i need is a timetable for my life. i dont want to get a diary because i prefer something that i can print, tuck in my pocket and mark events and deadlines on them. Shit that's a diary innit? I suppose i'll get one then... but only for 2004.
Hmm... right now a bit of pressure is off me but i'm gonna use this lull to sort myself out before shit hits the fun again.
About shit hitting the fun, my sister went back to Ghana almost two weeks ago with my nice. You know, the one you dont know about? The one that destroys everything and anything you leave lying around? Well they're gone for only too weeks so ask me... "What you gonna do when shit hits the fan?"
Till later then, i'm out. In the meantime if anyone wants to get me an early xmas present... i'll have a diary (but it's gotta arrive withing the next few weeks)
