the virtues of patience

I really like how the Google ads in the sidebar keep changing according to the posts I make. I've seen, in order of appearance, Barcelona hotels, depression, then Singapore florists (goodness knows why) and finally, murakami (takashi, not haruki. I wonder why). Maybe the next change will bring ads on patience. Or on Google ads.

Just watched the World Club Cup championship, terribly frustrated to see Liverpool (ah, another keyword!) lose, despite bombarding Sao Paulo for the entire second half. Watching three goals ruled offside really, really sucks. Could feel my blood pressure spike. Perhaps one day I will die from a heart attack while watching Liverpool lose to Home United despite having 80 shots on goal and 80% possession. And playing against 8 men for 80 minutes.

The point is that I've never been the most patient person. Not when it comes to stuff I really care about. I like to see results fast, and that goes for gratification too. It's not a healthy trait. I think I've hurt myself a few times through being too rash, or getting too worked up through impatience. I'm trying to control it, but there are times when it just boils over. And these times are always the ones that leave me with lots of regrets.

Like I said, I'm trying to control it. But unfortunately the main weapon seems to be indifference. It's like America helping the Afghan mujahedeen fight the Soviets: useful in the short run, but just storing up trouble for later. Trying to find a long term solution is something I should really focus on. None have popped up yet though. Perhaps, as Dan said, 'you just need some girl to pop into your life.'

Domee told me I've mellowed a lot. Which makes me wonder just how scary I used to be in JC. Oh well, at least I've made some progress. With some more time, I think I'll be able to find the balance between being too impatient and too indifferent. Hopefully, it'll be before Liverpool ever play Home United.