In the midst of studying for MA2 paper this Friday.
Since Saturday, I have been pacing myself to finish studying, re-doing all tutorials and completing two sets of past exam papers, all in the name of preparing for the paper.
Today is Wednesday, and I am ready to take on the paper. I can hardly wait to do it, to get it over and done with. I can't say that I'm ready for the exam, but I feel like I have studied enough.
If only those who studied hard will be rewarded, alas, that is not always the case.
I know, I am neglecting Legal Aspects of Business in favour of MA2. But I don't do multi-tasking for exams. It's either this or that. And with one paper not yet done, I can't move on to the next.
I am hard-press for time to study for law.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Friday, February 18, 2011
Viva La Liberation
Disappointment. Cut by a knife.
What do these words have in common? In this semester, I have received a horrifying D and C+. Never in my 6 semesters have I received such a bad grade before, perhaps only once in Year 1.1 for some minor individual project.
Semester 3.2 is easily the WORST semester ever in my entire life in TP.
Good gods! The tides have turned. The tables are turned. The stakes are stacked sky-high, tethering over me like a tower of cards. Those cards which I thought I carefully built up.
Why?! What a crap of a semester! I feel like cursing at the unfairness of it all! What are the odds that we get less-than-stellar lecturers, disgusting subjects (I'm looking at you, International Business and Managerial Accounting 2), difficult and vague projects (once again, International Business), unnecessary tests and examinations that ruin my life all in one semester?
It's like a present, only one that is meant to hurt.
Seriously, I am depressed and worried over my cumulative GPA. Before the disasters, I had gleefully thought that I should be able to get a place in NUS. That is my goal, to get into one of the 3 local Universities with a diploma. This means a lot to me, to the meaning in life.
NUS is the top choice. NTU next and SMU last.
Do you realise how dash and miserable I'll be when I received the text in March with my crappy results? I'll probably bawl my eyes out.
I'm not always this competitive. Even now, I don't think I am that actively seeking competition. Sure, I would want to know who are the main competitors and the worthy ones, at least in my class.
For me, it's like being middle-class. You are not worse off than some (those who fail, get Cs and Ds) but you are not better off too. I guess I can never be on par to those high achievers and high flyers. I reckon I am content being middle-class, because there are many layers to it. As long as I am above average, that will make me happy.
It's not like I want to compare, I mean, you can't be in your world right? I wish I had it easy, once upon a time, Bs are all that I want, but it's not possible now. Not when I had a piece of recognition and I want more. I need more.
As are what I what.
You have no idea how low my spirits got when I saw the grade on the law project. It's so horrible that if I got it back, I'll burn it. A freaking C+! I can't believe my eyes when I saw it. The D I received for Managerial Accounting 2 paper was alright because it was truly difficult. But this, did I expect it? Never!
I hate the lecturer from then on. It's not like she is a good tutor to begin with. It's the last lesson anyway, the chances of seeing her again is close to nil.
I'm practical. I am good to those who are good to me. And I bear a grudge to those who don't. It's life. I often think back of the old times, even in primary school, when I had the good fortune to meet good teachers who really make a difference. Alas, the black sheep among the teaching body grew with each level of education.
Look at the example in my school. Yes, they may have the experience, skills and qualifications needed in the working world do not mean that they can teach. Some of them just drone on and on and on (the finger is pointing at you, Managerial Accounting 2).
What do these words have in common? In this semester, I have received a horrifying D and C+. Never in my 6 semesters have I received such a bad grade before, perhaps only once in Year 1.1 for some minor individual project.
Semester 3.2 is easily the WORST semester ever in my entire life in TP.
Good gods! The tides have turned. The tables are turned. The stakes are stacked sky-high, tethering over me like a tower of cards. Those cards which I thought I carefully built up.
Why?! What a crap of a semester! I feel like cursing at the unfairness of it all! What are the odds that we get less-than-stellar lecturers, disgusting subjects (I'm looking at you, International Business and Managerial Accounting 2), difficult and vague projects (once again, International Business), unnecessary tests and examinations that ruin my life all in one semester?
It's like a present, only one that is meant to hurt.
Seriously, I am depressed and worried over my cumulative GPA. Before the disasters, I had gleefully thought that I should be able to get a place in NUS. That is my goal, to get into one of the 3 local Universities with a diploma. This means a lot to me, to the meaning in life.
NUS is the top choice. NTU next and SMU last.
Do you realise how dash and miserable I'll be when I received the text in March with my crappy results? I'll probably bawl my eyes out.
I'm not always this competitive. Even now, I don't think I am that actively seeking competition. Sure, I would want to know who are the main competitors and the worthy ones, at least in my class.
For me, it's like being middle-class. You are not worse off than some (those who fail, get Cs and Ds) but you are not better off too. I guess I can never be on par to those high achievers and high flyers. I reckon I am content being middle-class, because there are many layers to it. As long as I am above average, that will make me happy.
It's not like I want to compare, I mean, you can't be in your world right? I wish I had it easy, once upon a time, Bs are all that I want, but it's not possible now. Not when I had a piece of recognition and I want more. I need more.
As are what I what.
You have no idea how low my spirits got when I saw the grade on the law project. It's so horrible that if I got it back, I'll burn it. A freaking C+! I can't believe my eyes when I saw it. The D I received for Managerial Accounting 2 paper was alright because it was truly difficult. But this, did I expect it? Never!
I hate the lecturer from then on. It's not like she is a good tutor to begin with. It's the last lesson anyway, the chances of seeing her again is close to nil.
I'm practical. I am good to those who are good to me. And I bear a grudge to those who don't. It's life. I often think back of the old times, even in primary school, when I had the good fortune to meet good teachers who really make a difference. Alas, the black sheep among the teaching body grew with each level of education.
Look at the example in my school. Yes, they may have the experience, skills and qualifications needed in the working world do not mean that they can teach. Some of them just drone on and on and on (the finger is pointing at you, Managerial Accounting 2).
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Grouses
Why am I having so many grouses now? Sighs, all I can say is that this is the last time anyway. I am thankful that once the project is passed up tomorrow, I will be free, for now.
Seriously, I don't understand. I am no perfectionist, sure, I like things to be neat, tidy and done a certain way but I can be hardly called obsessed.
Consider this my last gift to them, I am not saying they are of no help at all. But when I am doing most of the stuff, well, my temper is going to take a blow.
If not the high stakes stack against me, if not for my desire to score, I would have a heck-care attitude too, I reckon. Sometimes, I wonder how people will cope without me...
I'll laugh when I get a good grade for International Business. I know I definitely deserve it because I put in so much effort and care. I did the most research and all that jazz. Ha, so be it.
Fingers crossed.
Seriously, I don't understand. I am no perfectionist, sure, I like things to be neat, tidy and done a certain way but I can be hardly called obsessed.
Consider this my last gift to them, I am not saying they are of no help at all. But when I am doing most of the stuff, well, my temper is going to take a blow.
If not the high stakes stack against me, if not for my desire to score, I would have a heck-care attitude too, I reckon. Sometimes, I wonder how people will cope without me...
I'll laugh when I get a good grade for International Business. I know I definitely deserve it because I put in so much effort and care. I did the most research and all that jazz. Ha, so be it.
Fingers crossed.
Monday, February 14, 2011
Miffed
I'm miffed. Not freaking pissed off, but just a little miffed.
Is it the stress getting to me or something else?
I know I am blessed with pretty competent group members. I know that I'm not that perfect myself. That's why you don't see me complaining until now. I have to admit I am a little angry at the work they are producing now, some more than the others.
One and a half years, I reckon our group is one of the few who have withstand internal conflicts and free-riders. But, of course, not all is rosy. I feel that we are just tolerating for each other's sake and to keep the peace at large.
I am certainly tolerating some of them and thankfully, this matter will just stop here since this is the last term and the last week. Besides, it's not as if they are free-riders or do not do work at all. And they are useful in certain tasks I am not good in, so I can hardly complain, can I?
Perhaps, I would feel that some are a bit clueless. Or maybe my mind whirl too fast for their own good. I don't understand why I have to keep repeating myself and they still don't get the gist of the point. I remembered it was the same in the past and luckily, I insisted the project to be done that way and look what I got myself, a distinction.
I'm not saying that I am always right or infallible. On the contrary, I depend on them too. I can't do it without them and neither can they do it without me.
Sighs, only 4 more days. Correction, only 3 more days till the last project!
I can only keep my comments to myself. And this thought chilled me, I still have group work to look forward to in University and god knows I won't be so lucky to score responsible and competent group members every single time.
Somehow, I was never the same after internship.
Is it the stress getting to me or something else?
I know I am blessed with pretty competent group members. I know that I'm not that perfect myself. That's why you don't see me complaining until now. I have to admit I am a little angry at the work they are producing now, some more than the others.
One and a half years, I reckon our group is one of the few who have withstand internal conflicts and free-riders. But, of course, not all is rosy. I feel that we are just tolerating for each other's sake and to keep the peace at large.
I am certainly tolerating some of them and thankfully, this matter will just stop here since this is the last term and the last week. Besides, it's not as if they are free-riders or do not do work at all. And they are useful in certain tasks I am not good in, so I can hardly complain, can I?
Perhaps, I would feel that some are a bit clueless. Or maybe my mind whirl too fast for their own good. I don't understand why I have to keep repeating myself and they still don't get the gist of the point. I remembered it was the same in the past and luckily, I insisted the project to be done that way and look what I got myself, a distinction.
I'm not saying that I am always right or infallible. On the contrary, I depend on them too. I can't do it without them and neither can they do it without me.
Sighs, only 4 more days. Correction, only 3 more days till the last project!
I can only keep my comments to myself. And this thought chilled me, I still have group work to look forward to in University and god knows I won't be so lucky to score responsible and competent group members every single time.
Somehow, I was never the same after internship.
Tuesday, February 08, 2011
Wish: USA
Ok, I really, really want to go to USA once I graduated from Poly. Like seriously.
I have been looking forward to this trip since last year and have save quite a sum for it. All the money I earn from my work and internship are in the bank, waiting to be spent.
It's now or never. I don't mean for it to sound so morbid but it's true. This is a good time to just "let down my hair" and be sinful for a couple of weeks. You would think that after more than 13 years of schooling and stress, I deserve that two weeks vacation.
Anyway, I am not intending to use the parents' money for this trip. Everything will come from my own pocket and it will be sweet.
When will I ever get the time and spirit to truly enjoy myself again? University is not going to be a blast and it only means more stress to come once the term starts. After that, perhaps there will be time for a graduation trip and then it's out to the working world.
And you know what happens when you have a real job - no more holidays! All you get are public holidays and 14 days of leave. But when you are old, going on a trip seems to be a drag?
Recently, I and a couple of friends were lamenting how difficult Life is. Truly, when you are this young, with a long future in front of you, you have to wonder how to make it right.
To project it to the future, how can we cramp University, work and getting hitched into the 10 years before hitting 30? To me, 30 is considered old, in a way. As a friend puts it, by 30, she wants to accomplish something.
Well, well, well. I guess I'm glad that I am not the only one getting all jittery and suffering from what is coined "quarter-life crisis". I used to think I worry and want too much. I am not really to grow up and be an Adult. I am responsible, yes, but to tackle all these issues, gods, I have no confidence in myself, at all.
So what now? I can always go to Orlando during the year, but there is nothing to cheer about. I am planning to use this trip to reward myself for all these years in school and all that jazz. Now, the plans seem to go down into the drain, and I don't know how to salvage it.
The big problem here is NO ONE can accompany me. It is too expensive, for one. And with me having no confidence to make this trip alone, I have no idea how to pull this off. Countless of people travel by themselves daily, I don't see why I can't do it. And what with the distance being so far away, I need someone by my side!
I can go to LA, but there is no one to accompany me to Orlando, Florida and this is the crucial part of this trip. It may sounds silly a reason to make this trip because of the Wizarding World but I don't see why can't I enjoy what I want.
I still wish I can make it. This will be the greatest thing I done for myself. I hope that somehow, I can go there, even if it's only one or two days in Orlando.
I want to shop till I drop too. Shop and sightsee, oh please. I can always find my friend in LA and then travel to Orlando by myself and stay inside Universal Studios where it is deem safer. The only downside is that I won't be able to venture outside of Universal Studios.
Truth is, I only have enough to make this one trip, and make it memorable I shall. After that, it's saving all the way till I can go for my University graduation trip.
There is simply no second chance. This is why I am in such a dilemma. I want to seriously enjoy myself, do the things I want and plan to do. If there is a compromise, it depends on what it shall be.
I have been looking forward to this trip since last year and have save quite a sum for it. All the money I earn from my work and internship are in the bank, waiting to be spent.
It's now or never. I don't mean for it to sound so morbid but it's true. This is a good time to just "let down my hair" and be sinful for a couple of weeks. You would think that after more than 13 years of schooling and stress, I deserve that two weeks vacation.
Anyway, I am not intending to use the parents' money for this trip. Everything will come from my own pocket and it will be sweet.
When will I ever get the time and spirit to truly enjoy myself again? University is not going to be a blast and it only means more stress to come once the term starts. After that, perhaps there will be time for a graduation trip and then it's out to the working world.
And you know what happens when you have a real job - no more holidays! All you get are public holidays and 14 days of leave. But when you are old, going on a trip seems to be a drag?
Recently, I and a couple of friends were lamenting how difficult Life is. Truly, when you are this young, with a long future in front of you, you have to wonder how to make it right.
To project it to the future, how can we cramp University, work and getting hitched into the 10 years before hitting 30? To me, 30 is considered old, in a way. As a friend puts it, by 30, she wants to accomplish something.
Well, well, well. I guess I'm glad that I am not the only one getting all jittery and suffering from what is coined "quarter-life crisis". I used to think I worry and want too much. I am not really to grow up and be an Adult. I am responsible, yes, but to tackle all these issues, gods, I have no confidence in myself, at all.
So what now? I can always go to Orlando during the year, but there is nothing to cheer about. I am planning to use this trip to reward myself for all these years in school and all that jazz. Now, the plans seem to go down into the drain, and I don't know how to salvage it.
The big problem here is NO ONE can accompany me. It is too expensive, for one. And with me having no confidence to make this trip alone, I have no idea how to pull this off. Countless of people travel by themselves daily, I don't see why I can't do it. And what with the distance being so far away, I need someone by my side!
I can go to LA, but there is no one to accompany me to Orlando, Florida and this is the crucial part of this trip. It may sounds silly a reason to make this trip because of the Wizarding World but I don't see why can't I enjoy what I want.
I still wish I can make it. This will be the greatest thing I done for myself. I hope that somehow, I can go there, even if it's only one or two days in Orlando.
I want to shop till I drop too. Shop and sightsee, oh please. I can always find my friend in LA and then travel to Orlando by myself and stay inside Universal Studios where it is deem safer. The only downside is that I won't be able to venture outside of Universal Studios.
Truth is, I only have enough to make this one trip, and make it memorable I shall. After that, it's saving all the way till I can go for my University graduation trip.
There is simply no second chance. This is why I am in such a dilemma. I want to seriously enjoy myself, do the things I want and plan to do. If there is a compromise, it depends on what it shall be.
Saturday, February 05, 2011
Hiatus
Hiatus again, I know.
Life is hectic, or should I say, school is hectic. There's only less than a month before this all ends. And then what?
It's Lunar New Year again! I'm so glad that I get this small break in the middle of the week, no less.
I had no classes on Wednesday so it's an extra day off for me. The best thing is, the weather cleared up as soon as the first day of the new year rolled in. How awesome is that?
Lunar new year's eve reunion dinner is an annual affair of steamboat. I look forward to this day every year, partly because it is the only time we get to eat steamboat. After the satisfying dinner, we watched Red Cliff and received red packets from the adults.
The first day of the new year started the same as every year. There were only a few houses to visit and we went to my cousin's house afterwards. Dinner was KFC.
If there's one thing I look forward, it's the "binge-eating" and unhealthy food you shoved into your mouth. No proper food for two days made one missed normal dishes.
The second day was more fun as we went to Sentosa in the evening. Gods, the place was teeming with tourists from the region and it was too crowded for me. Went the Candylicious but ended up not buying anything.
All too soon, the chinese new year break came to an end and I can only look forward to it next year. Sighs, what will next year brings?
Life is hectic, or should I say, school is hectic. There's only less than a month before this all ends. And then what?
It's Lunar New Year again! I'm so glad that I get this small break in the middle of the week, no less.
I had no classes on Wednesday so it's an extra day off for me. The best thing is, the weather cleared up as soon as the first day of the new year rolled in. How awesome is that?
Lunar new year's eve reunion dinner is an annual affair of steamboat. I look forward to this day every year, partly because it is the only time we get to eat steamboat. After the satisfying dinner, we watched Red Cliff and received red packets from the adults.
The first day of the new year started the same as every year. There were only a few houses to visit and we went to my cousin's house afterwards. Dinner was KFC.
If there's one thing I look forward, it's the "binge-eating" and unhealthy food you shoved into your mouth. No proper food for two days made one missed normal dishes.
The second day was more fun as we went to Sentosa in the evening. Gods, the place was teeming with tourists from the region and it was too crowded for me. Went the Candylicious but ended up not buying anything.
All too soon, the chinese new year break came to an end and I can only look forward to it next year. Sighs, what will next year brings?
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