Liberation

Yahoooo! The deed is done! It's finally over! Never have I feel so liberated! This will be the one and only post to commemorate this day.

The comprehension was bad enough. I realised what photo caption is after the whole thing was over. What the crap? I don't want to think of it anymore.

The essay was another bad idea. The question I chose was "In this day and age of media, words are arguably louder than words. How far do you agree with this?" Hmmm, as I wrote, I felt slight amused and horrified at the direction I was going. I was freaking writing about politics in that essay!

I wrote about how politicians and governments post their ideas on social media sites and people will believe these without looking at the bigger picture. But ultimately, actions are always louder than words. The examples I gave was Singapore own political scene and USA presidency campaign period.

Woow, I can't believe I wrote that. Gods, I feel so weird out.

By then, my neck muscles were straining under the pressure. Thankfully, the interview was next. I finally realised how lucky I was. Imagine having to wait till 9pm for your interview!

The interview was in groups of eight. The article they gave us for reading was about gap year for University students. Some of the questions the interviewers posted are "In your case, do you think gap year is a good idea?" and "If you are the Dean of the Business School, would you choose between a student who has taken a gap year for travelling purposes or the one who took a gap year and work?"

I said that gap year is a good idea if you have the money to travel. And that I would choose the person who work during his gap year because he would have gain much experience and skills needed in the business world. Besides, the transaction between work and study can be quite different, and since he is determined, he should be given a chance.

OK, so I didn't exactly state it that way. I was less coherent than what I typed. I just can't think on the spot! Just like how I can't get my mind off politics.

I'm extremely glad it's over! It was more intimidating than I thought but I think I held out quite well. Well, except for the thundering of my heart when I was preparing to speak. I can literally hear my heart thumping in the quietness of the room.

Do I want to do it again? Heck no!

Fear Factor

Enough have been said on the issue. I know I should stop, but after today, I can be sure that I have conquer my fear.

There are butterflies in my stomach. I'm not as apprehensive for the test as compared to the group interview. Firstly, I am scared to make a fool out of myself. Secondly, I am not exactly a coherent person, I can't seem to think on the spot. And I always regret it when the whole thing is over.

In just a few hours time, I have to face one of my greatest fears, but no pressure. It is not a graded coursework. I won't have to see how badly I did for the English test. I don't even reckon I will see any of them again, with any luck.

It will only set to traumatise me, but no lasting damage will be done. When I am returning home after this, I will probably chastised myself for not answering properly. I will be disgusted by my atrocious spelling.

I don't need to have powers to foresee the future. I already know what the results will be.