Anyways, enough about me incessantly ranting on about irrelevant ideas. I just wanted to do some little reflection here now that I'm at the third quarter-mark. At this juncture, it is undeniable that I am an audio learning and focussing on my studying techniques this year, my observations can reaffirm my hypothesis (this is so becoming a scientific report so I shall spare you, and myself, the formal tone and diction). I pretty much need to talk and listen in order to absorb and internalize information. Whenever I pour over pieces of text or browse casually across the galore of words staring right back at me, nothing ever seeps into that non-porous brain of mine. It's like those movies that depict the imaginary flow of information towards and over my head.
In fact, I study best by confining myself to my bedroom and holding up the piece of notes whilst articulating it to myself. Perhaps that is partially why I have a stronghold in oratorical confidence and enunciation but more so, I am able to regurgitate the information more accurately. It's a clear symptom of mine that I must remember the phrasing of the notes word for word, especially when I chance upon a new vocabulary jargon. This rigidity more often than not impedes my efficacy in absorbing information but what can I say, the results pay off (:
It's queer how the world works and why I need to speak to myself despite being an introvert. I'm still confounded about the operational system of my behaviour and every day, I growing closer to the intimate ways I function (or malfunction). It's interest but frightening. It is a case of ignorance is bliss and yet the curiosity still killed the cat. Doubt I'd stay safe from the darker truths of myself but until then, I look forward to discovering more quaint antics of mine.