I’ve been relearning a virtue called ‘patience’. In the attempt to attain greater lady-likeness, my crown of mess continues to grow out of control. Who is the shabby-dog I see, staring right back at me? (think: mulan soundtrack) it’s like that piece of scab our fingers will itch to peel off; same goes to my crown of mess which I am ‘itching’ to snip off. Patience. Maybe I should just wear a hair net over to tame it. O_O
Can’t help but log on to access Adelaide and eicpas to check on the status daily, despite knowing results won’t be out so soon. Patience.
Anxious whenever I think of my career status. To go or to stay? Should I start applying now, though I know I must stay till I finish my exam in Dec. Patience.
The wrist injury is still persisting. Saw Dr Chow yesterday and the medication somewhat reduced the swelling. Yet, I can’t be relying long term on medication to suppress the pain. The tendon has to heal someway! It can be frustrating to be crippled by this injury. But like Dr Chow said earlier, “It will take time to recover”. Yes, patience.
I am sorry to say but I hate the way he treats my mum. I am dying to get my mum out of the situation. I wish I had the ability to bring her out of that house and let her have a good life. In my dream I have a bigger place where I can have my mum reside with billy and i. I can afford to let my mum stop toiling at the shop and just enjoy retirement life. I can afford to bring her out for good holidays, which I know has been her dream to all these while. Her retirement work will be to take care of our children =)
It’s nice if dreams became reality but the truth is, I am nowhere near what I dream of. The truth is I am helpless when my mum comes to me with the situation and there is so little I can offer her.
All these drive me to move up. I must achieve more. I must acquire the ability to do something about it. Somehow, it translates to a nagging impatience in me. I ask myself when will it be my turn to reach that greater level. When will I have greater financial independence? When will I earn enough to give the loved ones around me a better life? When can I be a person my loved ones will be proud of?
Patience. Like dearie often reminds me, “be on the right track. And all these will come in time.”