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Tuesday, August 07, 2007

Blood Rising

My yesterday was so complicated yet inexplicably fun.

Well my day started with me thinking about how my day will go and worrying about the two exam I was going to have. Not to mention the setting up of the booth for the blood donation this week.

7am.
I came to school early so I could prepare for the exams I was going to have that day. I had breakfast at a nearby fast food restaurant and continued on studying.

8am.
I  went to check the Central Plaza to see whether the set-up has already begun. But nooo, it hasn't started yet and so I was all "Okay, I guess they're just late." I already emailed them that I won't make it because I'm studying.

9am.
An hour and a half to go before my first class and nobody has started to set-up the booth yet. I can't concentrate on what I was studying that time because I was worried that no one would set the booth up and everything would be my fault.

Fault that I wasn't responsible enough to delegate the tasks assigned to me. Fault that I didn't push hard enough so people would think that the need is urgent. And finally, I was worried that if this thing doesn't work out well and that it failed, I will be blamed because I'm responsible for it.

How can you concentrate on the subject you're studying if your mind is elsewhere? How can you focus on the content of the things you're reading if you have all of these running inside your head? Huh?

I can't.

10am.
Thank goodness! People came. (Well, some at least). They started setting up. I gave instructions and made sure that everything I said was clear. So I was, then, all okay.

12nn.
One hour to go before the exam and I still had lots of things to read. I had to check the booth though. to see the people's progress. They were working, and they were working hard. I commend them for that. I just can't help but wonder, didn't I make myself clear enough when I gave the instructions or was it just because the people, that by then was working on the booth, were different from the ones I instructed and that relaying messages (in this case instructions) from people to people really that difficult?

I mean come on. (This is not me talking)

It's not that they're messing things up. It was kind of funny actually seeing them struggle so much putting things all together for the booth when it's so simple actually. They're just doing some things 'not right' that's why they were having a really hard time.

01pm.
No lunch and an exam.

02pm.
The exam was finished and well...I already described it on my previous post. I went back to the booth.

Me - having a mental monologue

Me1    WHAAATT?!!! It looks like crap!
Me2    Well it's not finished so I guess that's why it looked so ugly.
Me1    Then why isn't it finished yet?
Me2    Maybe because they don't know what else to do or maybe there are
            no more things to do and materials to work on.
Me1    Heeellllooooh? See this? (holding an envelope) See all the letters inside?
Me2    Yeah..why?
Me1    These letters are for the theme that are to be place on the board.
            Why isn't it there yet? These letters have been sitting here for ages
            and nobody even bothered to use them.
Me2    Maybe they don't know what they're for and besides, maybe some of them
            just don't have time. Maybe they have class or something.
Me1    Okay fine, whatever. Let's just do this. I'm just stressing myself out over this.
Me2    That's better. Let's finish this.

See how mental I could get when things are not in order or when things are not under control? It was difficult. I almost lost it there. (not being mentally unstable or anything to that effect) I almost lost my temper and be carried away by my emotions.

Blood Rising

We finished it though. We, being, me, myself, and I (just kidding) and some of the few volunteers who were available at that time.

3pm.
I finally had my lunch. I drank lots of cherry tea so as to relax myself from the overwheming experiences of the day.

4pm.   More studying.

6pm.   Quiz.

8pm.   My day (at school) ended. Made it in front of the computer to type my previous post.

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