I usually wake up with the sun. Here that is nearly impossible. The sun hardly ever comes out, grey masses cover the rooftops of this city. Today it was pitch black outside my window when I decided to stumble down the stairs and put on the kettle for my cup of tea. Tomorrow is a big exam day, that’s okay. I am more prepared this time. My head is filled with worries of, once again, failing this exam. It is not really helping in being perfectly prepared, but I have to work with what I’ve got. I have millions of unhelpful thoughts trapped in my mind, I need to reset and start once again, more effectively.
All we want these days is efficiency. That is what’s important but where do we learn to be efficient, how do we learn?
I Believe it all starts with discipline it is what we need to learn how to achieve society-set goals. Succeed at school, get good grades, have good organisation skills and do all of that with a big smile on your face! All these things that are so important in this western society and where does it start?I think the answer to that is social background. This is something from the middle ages but I think it still applies: An academics son learns how to be academic from his parents. A salesman would teach his children what he knows and so on… It is simply about how a child is educated. We are in this awkward situation where we have all these possibilities to be whatever we want to be, everybody can go to university everybody can study but… can they really? I am someone who never had to work to achieve goals, my parents were happy when I was and simply expected me to be an average student, which gave me a lot of freedom. I never thrived to be the best, I thrived to be my own person, grades and academic achievements had a low value for me. I was given the freedom of not being locked in by expectations that society had towards me.
Now however, being a Bachelor student I became a prisoner of my own freedom. In a generation where everybody wants to be different, everybody wants to be special and no one wants to follow into anothers’ footsteps but if you don’t you fail. At one point we have to quit being rebels and find our way within the world built up by generations of people before us. We have to find a way to be the best version of ourself we can possibly be. Personally I am quite excited about discovering this part of me. Reading great works by people who are merely a memory of this world today.