Follow Through

I've gotten a few stats saying that people are reading this, and I'm not sure why. But hey, there you are, so WELCOME! This is the sometimes not so sharp corner of my mind that speaks without filter. No, that doesn't mean that I'll be cussing and swearing until your grandma rolls over in her grave. It simply means I rarely delete what I put up here (unless it's for grammatical issues, see "Word Crimes" by Weird Al for a reference as to why I don't allow grammar mistakes). If you do find one, congratulations, probably won't change it. Sorry.

So I'm at a point in my education where I'm excited to be done with it, but I really don't want to go to class. I'm out the endure to the end portion of school. Oh well. I'm learning plenty, but half the time, I don't think it's from my classes. I think I might just try to get that nice little piece of paper so my wife has something to frame. But I honestly don't know if that's something I'm going to care about. My wife started her own social media management company which is doing well and I personally was infected with the entrepreneurial spirit (her, not so much). 

I think I really want to pursue random goals and projects, but I would have to be ok with followthrough. I heard a saying somewhere about the three F's, Faith, Family, and Follow through. I know that my faith isn't great, but my family is. My last post talked about how I really wanted to spend more time with my family. I think I need to do a little more to reinvigorate my faith though. 

Follow through has always been a struggle of mine. Heck, not only can my parents attest to that, but my teachers as far back as elementary school. I am still figuring out how I can have better follow through. As you can tell by these posts, I'm still struggling with follow through. 

I guess we'll see if I keep posting to this blog.

Manere Acuta.

A True Post

I'm so sick of trying to find a journal app that will sync, save, share, and date everything. Yes, I know such apps exist, I just don't care to put in a password each time or have to learn another program. So I'm using this as my journal (warning readers, in this blog you are free to leave comments, I'm just not sure if I'll care enough to publish them, or even read them. Just thought you should know). 

Lately I have found myself disinterested with the world around me minus my son and wife. I honestly care more about what is going on in their lives than my own. I want to spend time with them, heck, if I was given the option, I wouldn't wok, I wouldn't go to school, I would just spend my days with them. 

Now it's likely that you're one of two types of people. Those that love the idea and those that hate it. To some it is a dream come true, to others, a nightmare. For a long time, I was in the second camp. Howeverr, I currently find myself aligned with the first group. I think the fact that my son is one year old now has something to do with it.

The other part is my house is always a mess. No, I'm not talking about a few dishes in the sink type of mess, I'm talking about a minefield of toys, clothes, and likely cheerios strewn from my bedroom door to the front door. Honestly, I'd be happy to make it out of this place alive.

Now the question is "why do you want to be in such a messy house?" The answer to the question literally is because it is messy. I wish I had 3 days off where I could just clean. I wish that I could do that, but alas it will never happen. Not only have I been a slob most of my life, but so has my wife (sorry sweetie, throwing you under the bus with me) and my son is a hurricane of his own caliber now that he is walking.

I want this to change, but the only way I see it changing is by investing a lot of time into it. That or inventing a time machine. If any one has an extra, please send it my way. Heck, I'd settle for a time tuner even if I do have to greet the dark lord himeself.

So that is how I'm feeling today. No, it's not great, but it's true. After reading Mark Ecko's book "Unlabel" I have to put out the most true part of myself. So here is the purge, I hope you enjoy.

Oh, and by the way, my favorite quote from that book was "Art isn't something you throw on a canvas. Art is what you do with eh oxygen you breath and the experiences you create." (I'm pretty sure I paraphrased it). Just so you know, if you have sensitive ears, don't read/listen to the book. It really doesn't care how delicate your language is.

Well, let's hope I can keep up something authentic. 

Manere Acuta.

Formalities and Casualties

I've been studying lately how formalities can lead to casualties and how when our casual behavior continues down a line of excellence, there are formal recognition that follow.

It was suggested to me that there are institutions, there are teachers, that support formal organizations and curricula, not because they believe in the immediate consequences that follow, but rather that later on, hopefully in our daily lives, we will apply the lessons and lectures that are learned. When learning becomes less about increasing our knowledge and more about changing our behaviors, the task of learning becomes not a hope for a better situation, but a hope for a better reaction regardless the situation.

To illustrate, when a man knows how to take apart, clean, reassemble and power an engine properly, his reaction to a cracked belt or corroded pipe in his car will be drastically different to that of a man who has never had experience with a car. The training that the man has had allows him to react in a different way to a potentially disastrous situation.

The same applies to school. When we learn something, it is meant to change something we see in the world, and hopefully encourage a different reaction than would otherwise be the case to our own upcoming personal situations. This means that if you are learning about architecture, you can ponder upon the building designs that you see when walking to and from your home. For the writers, reading something as simple as an advertisement or as complex as literature can be the casual change that can show your progress in your formal learning.

Likewise, when a person is able to ponder upon their learning, especially while still in their educational years, they are able to excel further. The casual day to day situations lead to a more interested student in the formal aspect. A man who wonders profoundly upon the brilliance of Newton or Einstein will likely enjoy their physics class more. Those that take the time to exercise and eat right will pay better attention during their nutrition or exercise classes.

So those who are in my same boat (premed) get out there and learn something that links your formal education to daily situations. This is why Nutritional Science has been a great major for me, I LOVE EATING. I do it everyday (usually). If you need to understand something better, go learn about it, formally or casually. Checking a book out from your library can actually encourage your learning in other ways than being right on topic with your classes.

So it comes down to this, when what we learn becomes what we do, we are grateful for the accomplishes that have been made. Likewise when what we do inspires us to learn, we can becomes stalwart students. However, when a formality, in education or vocational training, becomes exactly that- what we do when we are formal, our casual time may suffer. Likewise, when we separate our suffocate our casual time in the pursuit of meaningless studies for the sole purpose of a good grade, our ability to appreciate our formal education declines.

So when it comes down to it, I've been struggling with this- wanting to learn about something formally because my casual time is so separated from what I learn, that I do not apply it. Since I have not been applying it, I have not been enjoying school as much. So in the end, I hope I can fix this big problem that I have had. 

Now, for anyone who has continued reading through the entire post, I thank you. I hope you have been able to follow my thoughts. I know sometimes (many times) When I'm thinking about something, trying to communicate what I'm feeling, I hear myself as coherent when really it's like Jielayg KDuik;aiFJ: eahg jk.

"We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, therefore, is not an act, but a habit."   --  Aristotle

May our thoughts be drawn to the improvement of our lives and the lives of others.

Manere Acutus.