Unhappiness

Sometimes it is worthwhile pursuing what we love best. 

Not talking about a love interest (i.e. a person), but more of the profession of choice.

I have taught in higher education for nearly 20 years, and only now have started to dabble in research.

My core interest and joy is in the actual teaching. However the research will help enhance the teaching. I do get it. Previously I have done research in a loose sense when reading deeper into certain topics and disciplines, but have not had the inclination to write proper research.

Now that I'm doing a PhD, I have started doing research writing.

[Caution: My pathway is not the common pathway, so if you are interested in academic-related professions please start your research and paper writing early. Perhaps as early as your 20s. No kidding].

This blog, as usual, relates to someone else. But self-indulgent me started with a personal story. Because this is my blog. Deal with it. Never mind that nobody reads this blog. Haha

ANYWAYS,

A colleague was appointed to join the Design School, and all students loved his teaching.

When he was appointed to be the Head of School for Postgraduate Studies, he obliged. However it looked like he was beholden and not being a happy person in this post. Just my silly observation as a socially inadequate person [btw did I tell you that I did an autism test & apparently I am autistic?]. I probably should do a proper or certified testing (rather than an online one) but it helps to explain a couple of things e.g. why I love to plan things & have events happen in order. My Hari Raya holidays with hubby can be an organisation issue, because his family is super relaxed with an open schedule. Go to this house, then stay for as long as they want, and then travel to another house, or skip it and go to the beach. My mind just cannot focus or plan or expect what's going to happen next.

ANYWAYS, that is who I am and I am happy being me. I wish sometimes I could be flexible. Like Marie Kondo who finds it hard to be spick and span after 3 kids, I have adapted and be less pedantic when it comes to schedules. 

As for my colleague, I hope he finds his happiness. He is a great person, and I hope he can speak up and say what is on his mind. [I have speculated a lot and epistemologically I haven't justified this finding assumption; consider this a mere observation of another human being]. Doing what he loves is important, for his sake and all of ours 💖