Feeling sorry for myself

I did a loser thing today: I felt sorry for myself.

Let me elaborate.

I was on the bus out of school with Weixin after lab practical. Weixin and I were discussing our current group project. As we talked, I started to check with him the list of assignments that we had to do.

I found out that there was alot. 4 in fact

Yes it might not seem much. However, one of the assignments requires me to read and understand a research paper. I've tried reading it to no avail, and simply have no idea what they are talking about. How am I going to critique it?
Another assignment was our group project. Weixin told me today that some groups had already finished their proposal. We have not even done ours yet.

Worse still, my group members had schedules that clash. It was going to be difficult for us to get together for any discussion.

Yes, I have so much work yet to be done.

So i pondered about the assignments as I took the bus home, and I felt sorry for myself as I slowly walked back to where I lived.

I was sighing and pity-ing myself when I saw, through the window, workers in the building near my house carrying heavy sacks.

It made me wonder: What would life be like if I was one of the workers? Working, come rain or shine, like this everyday. It'll be hard, definitely.

To come to a foreign land, do shit jobs everyday, sleeping in less than pleasent environments, and having to share accommodation and amenities with many others, would most certainly be something I would not like.


Then I realised...... how lucky I was.

Who am I to complain about work? Work... who doesn't do it? Everyone works.
Hard work? Who doesn't experience hard work?

Why... if people can finish their assignments, why can't I?

Seriously, what is so difficult? It is just work. Isn't it?

I should stop complaining.



To think that I actually felt sorry for myself..... I'm ashamed