I can’t believed I used “hideously organized” in an interview. Despite it being a complete and utter paradox, couldn’t I have come up with something a bit less… weird? Ah well. The interviewers got a laugh out of it so at least it was worth that much.

My devotion to organization, however, is getting to me this week. Between midterms, assignments, interviews, and information sessions/receptions, and the book discussion, I have a very full plate and it’s been a pretty intense ride so far. I’ll get a brief reprieve from the craziness on Thursday, but things get going on the weekend again (as I have another packed week next week).

Cleanliness, related to organization, has also been a chore (pun intended!). Since I insist on not having dishes and junk lying around, I find myself cleaning a lot. I’ve been doing far more than my fair share of it, too. I think my patience (discussed in the previous post, is growing thin.

Fortunately, the smog and humidity has been more bearable today so my mood has not been soured because of the weather. And thank God for air conditioning.

Anyhow, I should probably get back to work; there’s so much to do for today! Have a good one!

I generally consider myself a patient person. There have been countless instances when I have endured uncomfortable situations for extended periods of time as things don’t progress in an expected manner. And most of the time, I’ll do so without showing any negative emotions.

In some cases, I get all bothered inside and get grumpy. This often happens when the wait has become unreasonable or if it is severely infringing on my comfort zone. And, usually, there isn’t really any escaping the situation unless I deal with it by myself (which isn’t always the best way to handle it).

Recently, I’ve been thinking about why I really get upset. I know that some people just have a tendency to be late. I know that some people just have a tendency to leave messes. I know that some people just have a tendency to be immature. Can’t I just accept that?

I suppose that, to a certain extent, I have to accept it. I mean, I can’t exactly change people to be punctual or tidy or mature. But I’m sure that I could do a lot more than just that. On the other hand, my freedoms are often restricted by some of the above circumstances, so I should do something in response to it. Like leave, or clean, or dismiss. Or blow a casket.

And about that last alternative, let me tell you, there sure are times when I wished that I didn’t think that I should be a nice guy. So does that make me impatient? 🙁

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