It's always been my weakness that my concentration tends to go when I get into scrappy frames.
I really feel like if they'd have let me just pace in the back of the classroom while the teacher was talking, I'd have done much better. I have to move. But you know, that's disruptive for the class, and as a result, there was a ripple effect of having to sit still that found its way into every aspect of my life.
I wasn't the best student. I wasn't stupid, but I wasn't paying a lot of attention.
The thing is, in the dating profiles it says 'spiritual,' but not with a specific religion. And so I pretty much try to meditate, but I have a very hard time concentrating on things other than me.
I did have a problem concentrating on anything for more than 10 seconds. I was one of the first kids in the U.K. to go on Ritalin, and my mum hated it, and I hated it.
You see that the people who are drawn to alternative medicine are often fairly healthy and they go to alternative medicine for what I call the 'symptoms of life.' Fatigue, joint pains, inability to concentrate, perhaps, the kinds of things that anyone over twenty-five gets at some point.
Since long workdays lead to more errors, shorter workdays could reduce accidents. Overtime is deadly. Tired surgeons have been found to be more prone to slip'ups, and soldiers who get too little shuteye are more prone to miss targets.
I'm kind of ADD in that sense where if I start liking something, I'll just learn it to the absolute max.
Old age is a time of humiliations, the most disagreeable of which, for me, is that I cannot work long at sustained high pressure with no leaks in concentration.
I've got rid of the ADD, but I do find it hard to concentrate sometimes.
It takes me forever to read a book. I have such a small attention span.
In the summer, during the holidays, there would be 5,000 people each day at training with Bayern Munich and that makes it hard to concentrate.
People at rehab were stealing my hats and pens and notebooks and asking for autographs. I couldn't concentrate on my problem.
As a child, I was awkward, fidgety, and shy, with a total inability to concentrate, and in that regard, I'm exactly the same as an adult.
I was a daydreamer. Teachers kept telling me to pay attention.
I was a fantastic student until ten, and then my mind began to wander.
I can never remember what I do even in the studio.
I wasn't an academic. I hated maths and science at school. I couldn't concentrate.
My biggest hurdle usually has to do with concentration. I have a tendency to kind of start working on something, and then, all of a sudden, I'll totally divert and do something totally different.
I'm the type of guy who gets on the end of things. I need to work on my heading and sometimes my concentration is poor but you need someone to finish off moves.
My school reports always used to point out that my concentration levels were appalling. I never listened in class because I was always daydreaming about racing. I never thought for a moment about doing anything else. There was no guarantee that I'd make a career in it but I never had any plan B.
I never really did that well in school because I was so absorbed with doing acting.
I can't concentrate in flats.
I have attention deficit disorder, so sitting in a classroom is not the best thing for me.
As small letters hurt the sight, so do small matters him that is too much intent upon them; they vex and stir up anger, which begets an evil habit in him in reference to greater affairs.
