Lost For Words
Literally. It seems it’s taking an absolute mission to recollect my day. What was good? What was bad? What did I learn? Let’s find out. Lost for words.
‘Sometimes you need to just export your thoughts with a series of brain farts which you hope make sentences.’
I’m lucky that there was a jaw-dropping sunset today that compliments the title.
I don’t think anything magical happened today.
Not particularly.
But after yesterday’s maniac day, I suppose a ‘normal’ day was in order.
I attended a lecture on GIS.
I had flashbacks of my time at my most recent internship doing very similar procedures.
I realised how much harder this system was compared to the one I was using.
This is a lot more manual work to get the same results but probably using a more powerful and the ‘godfather’ of GIS software.
I definitely answered a lot of emails and replied to the committee today.
Then I went and did a voiceover for the bullying documentary.
But what did I think about today?
I thought about how lucky I got striking gold with the committee.
I thought about how my life might change from this year to next.
I reinforced my beliefs in the reason to go to university.
Oh wait.
I had lunch with Osman.
Osman was the web developer I met at Front Group in the early days.
We stayed in contact and I met him today because he’s just started Computer Science at QMUL.
We joked about our time (he still works) at Front Group and caught up over some Nando’s.
I’ve now had Nando’s twice at 11am.
I find it quite funny I suppose.
Osman is what I describe as someone who has got it right.
He came into university with projects under his belt and is looking to release his next one in the next few months.
While he tells me of his laziness, he managed to still produce projects that made him some money and gave him some real experience.
In many areas, I’m equally as lazy.
But no-one sees the hard work nor the laziness when you’re engrossed in your work.
While you may not be rewarded or recognised for your hard work, no-one will know about your abject laziness either.
It’s a win-win situation as far as progress goes.
I don’t work every waking hour of every day.
I love sleep.
I only work into the night when there is a project that needs completing.
The QMGS Newsletter was an example. The hard work had been done by Becca, I just found a suitable design and implemented it.
But it did take a lot of time.
I don’t think you need to work into the night.
You just need to work within your means.
You don’t need to push yourself.
But you do need to be open to new chances and projects.
There is a subtle difference between those who work incredibly hard and those who say they work incredibly hard.
Those who work hard rarely talk about how many hours they work while the others boast.
Normally because the former aren’t counting the hours, rather are working towards the next goal.
Lost for words