I Am Not Siao; I Am Stressed!
I have never been so stressed in my entire life. Never ever.
After one whole day of lesson today, I felt lost. Stepping out of the building, something tells me that I need to go and wander around the shopping areas near to the building where I attend my class. But I don't feel like shopping. I have no urge to buy something. I have no need to buy anything. So I dismiss the thought, not paying attention to it. However, I still feel that I need to do something.
I cross the road to the bus-stop to take the bus home, still feeling something is missing. On the bus, my mind settled down. It suddenly came upon me that I HAVE to go into a shopping area to release my mind. And the source of the urge was because I have been over-stressed by the lesson. I am not able to think properly. My mind is blanked of anything stimulative. You know, one of those moments when nothing makes sense to you? Yeah, one of those.
Since I have passed the shopping area, the nearest I can think of that is on the bus route is the neightbourhood shopping centre near my area. I started off from the top floor, walking aimlessly, going into shops and looking at items that I will never have cast an eye on usually, and passing shops I usually go into.
Finally sorta regain my normal self at the ground floor. The recovery needs to be completed with a treat. A chocolate treat, or any ice-cream treat. Something to sedate the confused mind. It became a mission I carry with me as I walk into the supermarket. I NEED CHOCOLATES!
Eventually, I walked out of the supermarket with some usual purchases and I head towards the little ice-cream shop and asked for a sorbet. The sweet-looking ice-cream girl told me there's mango flavour. I said, "Ok, can I have a single scoop of that please?"
Then I remembered the mission. "Sorry, do you have chocolate flavour?" She told me she has a few different flavours, and I settled for the Belgian Chocolate flavour. Apologising for my earlier order. She was really sweet, kinda guess that I was indecisive and ask me do I prefer a cone or a cup. I requested for the cone. My usual choice.
The ice-cream was indeed therapeutic. The chocolate taste slips onto the tongue and did its work. I am back on earth again.
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Now about the stress...
The technical details shared by the professor was immense beyond my imagination. I never know language intepretation/translation requires the translator to view the passage in SO MANY ways, and there are so many guidelines to follow/use. Totally blew my mind. Doing the class assignment was worse. It was simply staring, re-reading, writing, erase all, re-write again, doesn't make sense, add, erase, re-read... I feel very imcompetent doing translation now.
I mean, I am already stumped at class. What am I going to do during exam, let alone the actual task/work in the real world?
Fear. Regret. Question marks. Why. Wonder. What did I get myself into?. I have never been so stressed and uptight about a subject. No longer do I claim that translation is easy. It's a different kind of thing now.
I know I will overcome. It's just this period of overcoming that is terrifying
God, I know this is something you want me to do. I ask of you to please help me get through this. Amen.
After one whole day of lesson today, I felt lost. Stepping out of the building, something tells me that I need to go and wander around the shopping areas near to the building where I attend my class. But I don't feel like shopping. I have no urge to buy something. I have no need to buy anything. So I dismiss the thought, not paying attention to it. However, I still feel that I need to do something.
I cross the road to the bus-stop to take the bus home, still feeling something is missing. On the bus, my mind settled down. It suddenly came upon me that I HAVE to go into a shopping area to release my mind. And the source of the urge was because I have been over-stressed by the lesson. I am not able to think properly. My mind is blanked of anything stimulative. You know, one of those moments when nothing makes sense to you? Yeah, one of those.
Since I have passed the shopping area, the nearest I can think of that is on the bus route is the neightbourhood shopping centre near my area. I started off from the top floor, walking aimlessly, going into shops and looking at items that I will never have cast an eye on usually, and passing shops I usually go into.
Finally sorta regain my normal self at the ground floor. The recovery needs to be completed with a treat. A chocolate treat, or any ice-cream treat. Something to sedate the confused mind. It became a mission I carry with me as I walk into the supermarket. I NEED CHOCOLATES!
Eventually, I walked out of the supermarket with some usual purchases and I head towards the little ice-cream shop and asked for a sorbet. The sweet-looking ice-cream girl told me there's mango flavour. I said, "Ok, can I have a single scoop of that please?"
Then I remembered the mission. "Sorry, do you have chocolate flavour?" She told me she has a few different flavours, and I settled for the Belgian Chocolate flavour. Apologising for my earlier order. She was really sweet, kinda guess that I was indecisive and ask me do I prefer a cone or a cup. I requested for the cone. My usual choice.
The ice-cream was indeed therapeutic. The chocolate taste slips onto the tongue and did its work. I am back on earth again.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Now about the stress...
The technical details shared by the professor was immense beyond my imagination. I never know language intepretation/translation requires the translator to view the passage in SO MANY ways, and there are so many guidelines to follow/use. Totally blew my mind. Doing the class assignment was worse. It was simply staring, re-reading, writing, erase all, re-write again, doesn't make sense, add, erase, re-read... I feel very imcompetent doing translation now.
I mean, I am already stumped at class. What am I going to do during exam, let alone the actual task/work in the real world?
Fear. Regret. Question marks. Why. Wonder. What did I get myself into?. I have never been so stressed and uptight about a subject. No longer do I claim that translation is easy. It's a different kind of thing now.
I know I will overcome. It's just this period of overcoming that is terrifying
God, I know this is something you want me to do. I ask of you to please help me get through this. Amen.
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