Diary 7: The World Is Your Oyster

Multitasking

5 weeks later of my final year in university, I have already had 5 panic attacks (just exagerrating).  There is so much work to do even at week 3. Luckily this year most of my assessments are course-work based accompanied by a couple of exams. I never really was a major fan of exams because of the time-constraints. Generally, I like preparing for something and planning it at its minutest detail. And in the end, that's when I could say I've really put my 100%. Anyhow, in the midst of all these deadlines I push myself everyday to keep up with my routine, even on days that are really hectic. 

This week I know I slacked a little bit. Part of my routine was to blog every 3rd day of the month. And I fell short of this twice this week. It is one of the promises I made that when I should experience a writer's block, unable to write about an interesting topic or generally anything that I would write about something. No matter what it is. For me once I lose track of the routine, I have a 2 week window before I could close it back in to my world again. Otherwise, it would be back to ground zero.

Good News 

On other news, quite a while back on September I applied to volunteer as a Mentor for young people in our local borough. Thankfully, I have been accepted. My job entails building a personal developmental relationship with a young person about getting a job, writing a CV, helping with experiences of interview and building up his confidence to achieve his potential. In essence, being an inspiration for them. Hope I do well. 

I will be meeting my mentee this week and I am really looking forward to it. It feels like it was just yesterday that I was looking up to adults; always saying "when I grow up..." asking for their help and not having one clue what they were going on about. Now, some years later I will be mentoring somebody essentially about life in the grown up world. Its an exciting and at the same time scary thought. I always ask for help. Now somebody is asking for mine. Where do the helpers ask for help? Its a cliche, I know. But its the truth. 

The Journey To Being With You

There's only one thing that's getting me through all these crazy tornado of deadlines, fear of being trusted both at professional and personal level and change. Aceric. There is a world out there for us to see. Beautiful places to visit, moments to laugh about. And I only want to enjoy them by your side. I only have to get through for 8 more days. Ace P xox

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. 

I love thee to the depth and breadth and height 

My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight 

For the ends of being and ideal grace. 

I love thee to the level of every day's 

Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. 

I love thee freely, as men strive for right.

I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. 

I love thee with the passion put to use 

In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. 

I love thee with a love I seemed to lose 

With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath, 

Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose, 

I shall but love thee better after death.