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It's just so hard trying to find time to do everything I need to do. 

First, I've got to take care of matters at work, which include lectures and tutorials, consultations, research, and a billion other things so minute that it wouldn't be worth the time to mention them.

Second, I've got my personal life to take care of - seeing that I have time for myself as to not burn out, spending time with the wife and kid, spending time with the parents, parents-in-law, family and extended family, and some friends.

Third, I've got to take care my self-development - Seeing to my role as the Vice President of Education in Toastmasters, working my way up up to Competent Communicator and hopefully Competent Leader within the organisation, constantly upgrading my knowledge on my subject matter, and of course, chase that ever elusive PhD proposal that I was supposed to have finished last semester.

Fourth, I've got to take care of the other things as well, Emceeing jobs, giving talks and lectures, facilitating workshops, teaching Korean students English, just to name a few.

Fifth, I've really got to find time to go to the gym. As it is now, I'm lucky if I make it once a week, just to do the treadmill for 15 minutes, and weights for 15 minutes. My target is 3 times a week. I wonder how I'm going to do that?

Sometimes I wonder if 24 hours is ever enough to finish what we have to do... And then I check myself - What we have to do will never finish, no matter how many hours there are in a day.

True wisdom indeed...


A t i Q a h said…
Alamak. Then the JCo thingy..will u have time for us sir? *wink-wink*

Otsukare sama deshita!
azie said…

ai also need 36hours per day
Princess Liyana said…
huhuhu..JCo??ahaha..still waiting for that Sir;)

let's go to gym's been a long time since i last did my exercise thingy..;P..
Abdullah said…
there's always time for Jco..

Let's move to another planet with slower rotation

I've been waiting on u guys for that.
Also, yes, let's go to the gym...the more the merrier!
niasara said…
Lucky still have time to breathe ....banyaknya yang Dr kejar...cancellah niat nak jadi lecturer..hehheh
Abdullah said…
Whatever it is, being a lecturer is truly worth it if you absolutely enjoy what you are teaching :)
Percicilan said…
one step at a time mr lobo.
one step at a time...
Greg Wee said…
Yes, I've been thru that path before. In fact, I'm still trapped in it. It's about priorities man, PhD & advancement of career path first. The rest can come after. Easy to say, but hard to do. :)

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