One at a time...

Slow is smooth, smooth is fast

I've always liked that phrase a lot. Taught by the Americans when I was over there for training. Guess that kinda works for me well nowadays thought it was used to teach me Urban Ops. Why is that so? Well, usually, we would chiong whenever we do something(or anything for that matter). No one would actually take the time to sit and think what would that action result in. Oversight, as i would call it, happens so much that we eventually lose sight of what we set out to do in the first place. Solution? Stop and smell the roses...enjoy the journey not the destination. Because how we get there will determine where we get to eventually.

That in itself pertains to how i deal with things or view things. For me, I'd take things one at a time. Yes. One at a time. Like (again) what i was thought, deal with one problem at a time. If you try to deal with the ENTIRE thing(or problem for that matter), it's just going to leave you dazed and shell-shocked. I was once "forced" to take sports psychology before i got kicked out of the national team. One of the best thing I've learned about it is to concentrate on your own actions first because that is the only thing that you can actually control. Most of the time, we'd get frustrated because people do not do things the way we want them to. It's vice-versa as to what they feel about us too. After all, people's actions are beyond our control. We can influence them yes! But controlling them(or trying to) will only bring problems and cause you greater frustration. It'll only antagonize the problems even more. Nothing will be solved.

A samurai maxim goes, "allow your heart to remain at ease, and destiny will lead the way to accord with others". We are often troubled especially in this department. Not know what to do or how to do it especially when the problem presents itself right smack into our faces. Well, a little bit of a life story here of about 3 years back. I was given 2 choices. NUS or NTU(SMU rejected me with a smiley face...basket..)? Well, I went for the interview for my spot in NTU first(which i got an acceptance letter soon after). NUS kept asking me when i wanted to come down for the interview. Funny thing was, they held on onto my spot for quite some time. They kept rescheduling my interview date all the way till July. I eventually told them this,

ME:Never mind i guess. Give my spot to someone else.
Admin. Officer: Really ah? You sure or not?
ME: Yeah..i guess. I really got no time for the interview. They (my instructors in SISPEC by then) don't want to release me for the interview.
AO: Like that one ah? Aiyah...OK OK. If like that, I'll take it that you rejected your place OK? But if you want to apply again, have to wait until next year.
ME: Yeah okay. Thanks and sorry to trouble you for so long.
AO: It's okay lah boy. By the way, do you any other place in Uni or not?
ME: Yeah..I got a place in NTU.
AO:OK OK. Good lah like that. Don't have to worry so much. Okay, thanks for letting us know.
ME: Sure..bye
AO: Bye

All this happened without the knowledge of my parents. I doubt they would understand a thing about all this. Well, lack of a role model (aka elder brother who walked the same track)can be accountable for their for their "ignorance". Truthfully, I am the first in the ENTIRE family to have made it this far. Yes, NIE doesn't count even IF it's called a Bachelor in...something something...yeah. So, I could only rely on my friends by asking them what's the best choice or what. Majority told me to go to NUS. But whenever that option was thought off, i felt rather uneasy of that choice. That's why i eventually choose NTU. Yeah..my life story! Whoopdido!

On a side note, I actually HAD the choice to book out to go for the interview. My instructors kept asking me, "EH! (everyone in camp had the same name then) When is your interview?" I'd keep keep making up excuses and all about them having not getting back to me yet and all that. But yeah..I guess, letting your heart remain at ease and eventually you'd get where you are supposed to be.

Well, i write too much again. I guess i better get back to work. After next Monday, it'll be balls-to-the-walls training for me for the month. Hopefully, just hopefully, I'd be back to good shape by January.

For every dark night, there's a bright day after that, so no matter how hard it gets keep your head up, stick your chest out and handle it