Tuesday, November 21, 2006
Exams
Wahahahha.. last paper in 10 hours and 59 minutes. Three more chapters and one mock exam practice paper to go. No need to sleep again tonight. I wanna shoot the person who came up with exams. If he isn't already dead, that is. Bang! Bang! He's dead.
Thursday, November 16, 2006
Conversations with mom
Talking on the phone with mom is always....an experience. But, when my 'no boyfriend allowed' mom starts asking questions like this:
Mom: Eh, got boyfriend already or not ar?
Me: Erm... no...
Mom: No ar? Asutralia got no boys wan meh?
Me: Got lah. But none worth looking at lah.
Mom: Church also dun have boys ar?
Me: Gottt. But none I would wanna go out with laa.
Mom: Aiyo.... How come like that wan?
Me: How I know...
Mom: Hmm.. Ok la. I'll pray for you to have one soon.
Me: !?
I wonder who is more desperate. Though I really wouldn't mind her praying for one for me soon.
Maybe she wants grandkids :O !
Mom: Eh, got boyfriend already or not ar?
Me: Erm... no...
Mom: No ar? Asutralia got no boys wan meh?
Me: Got lah. But none worth looking at lah.
Mom: Church also dun have boys ar?
Me: Gottt. But none I would wanna go out with laa.
Mom: Aiyo.... How come like that wan?
Me: How I know...
Mom: Hmm.. Ok la. I'll pray for you to have one soon.
Me: !?
I wonder who is more desperate. Though I really wouldn't mind her praying for one for me soon.
Maybe she wants grandkids :O !
Friday, November 10, 2006
Must. Learn. To. Be. Tebal. Muka.
It's true.... More and more often I find that I have to be thick skinned or thick face to get what I want. Because I get ignored when I ask nicely. So, Must. Learn. To. Be. Tebal. Muka. and have the hide of an elephant. Just continually ask and bug people till they get the stuff I want done. Muahahhahaha. I'd rather be pushy rather than wait and worry :P
And being Tebal Muka gets things done because people get so fed up with all the badgering. But.. if you end up working with someone you have been Tebal Muka to, then... all I can say is: Good luck, may you have a very enjoyable time. Hahahahaha... in this case you have to be even more Tebal Muka.
And being Tebal Muka gets things done because people get so fed up with all the badgering. But.. if you end up working with someone you have been Tebal Muka to, then... all I can say is: Good luck, may you have a very enjoyable time. Hahahahaha... in this case you have to be even more Tebal Muka.
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
I wish it were easier
Life has been a breeze for the past 21 years. Granted, I had my fair share of teenage dramas, dissapoitments, arguments and definately more than enough hospital visit, but I think it's pretty safe for me to say that I've had a pretty good 21 years. I have great parents, I've got a great sister and a great brother, I've got great friends.
I've never really have to work really hard at anything. Studies have always been easy. My grades have always been above average ever since I was in kindergarten. I can still remember that my kindy boyfriend and I were the only ones who scored 100 in everything, including Mandarin, a language I can't even speak now. I missed at least two months of Standard 5 and didn't really study for USPR; and the only preparation I did for PMR was going through the past exam papers. As for SPM, my going to the library was a cover to check out guys. Yes... checking out guys at the library....a bit sad I know, but how can anyone not find smart, serious, broody guys hot? College days at Taylors was more play than study. Deciding what I wanted to study after that was a little tricky, but it didn't take me a lot of thought to decide on Psychology. I did, however, buckle down a little in uni. And I've been doing pretty well in Adelaide. I think I don't suck at sports. I always managed to scrape through my piano and theory exams with minmal practice (from me) and maximum reprimands (from my music teacher).
Point is, I've never worked really hard to acheive anything. Some of the time, I think it was because I thrive under pressure. But most of the time, it was because I never had to. I was the competition that people worked to beat. Kinda arrogant, huh... I admit it, I can be very arrogant at times :) Anyway, I somehow always get what I want, and most of the time come out on top (Or at least, very near the top) by doing, in my opinion, very little.
But everything changes, I guess. I just sent in my applications for a research vacation scholarship and for my honours year. I worry that I won't be able to get in, and I dread the days that I have to wait before I'm told the results of the applications. See, I things to be certain. I like things to be done my way, I like being in charge. And it kills me that I don't have total control over what I'm going to do next year.
And this time, the competition isn't me. Instead, I'm the one who's having to compete with other brilliant minds (yes, I've just reffered to myslef as a brilliant mind). Adding to this is the fact that some idiots I know have said some really discouraging things about my decision to apply for the scholarship and honours. I barely know some of these people. Really felt like givng them a few slaps, but what's the point... The only way out of this, I can see, is to start working really really hard for my exams.
And it sucks that it's the only way. And what happens after I get into honours? I really don't have any clue as to what to do, of what I want to be career wise. And this frightens me, because it's another decision that I'm going to have to make. A decision that I have to make way sooner if I'm not accepted into honours. What then?
It won't be easy, if things don't go my way and I don't get what I want. But I do know some things. I know what I want in life, though I may not know how to get it. I know the type of person I want to be and I know that the only way to do this is to never loose sight of the important things.
I have my dreams, and I'm not going to give up on them yet. Even if it means that I have to start working really really hard. Hey, there's a first time for everything right? :)
I've never really have to work really hard at anything. Studies have always been easy. My grades have always been above average ever since I was in kindergarten. I can still remember that my kindy boyfriend and I were the only ones who scored 100 in everything, including Mandarin, a language I can't even speak now. I missed at least two months of Standard 5 and didn't really study for USPR; and the only preparation I did for PMR was going through the past exam papers. As for SPM, my going to the library was a cover to check out guys. Yes... checking out guys at the library....a bit sad I know, but how can anyone not find smart, serious, broody guys hot? College days at Taylors was more play than study. Deciding what I wanted to study after that was a little tricky, but it didn't take me a lot of thought to decide on Psychology. I did, however, buckle down a little in uni. And I've been doing pretty well in Adelaide. I think I don't suck at sports. I always managed to scrape through my piano and theory exams with minmal practice (from me) and maximum reprimands (from my music teacher).
Point is, I've never worked really hard to acheive anything. Some of the time, I think it was because I thrive under pressure. But most of the time, it was because I never had to. I was the competition that people worked to beat. Kinda arrogant, huh... I admit it, I can be very arrogant at times :) Anyway, I somehow always get what I want, and most of the time come out on top (Or at least, very near the top) by doing, in my opinion, very little.
But everything changes, I guess. I just sent in my applications for a research vacation scholarship and for my honours year. I worry that I won't be able to get in, and I dread the days that I have to wait before I'm told the results of the applications. See, I things to be certain. I like things to be done my way, I like being in charge. And it kills me that I don't have total control over what I'm going to do next year.
And this time, the competition isn't me. Instead, I'm the one who's having to compete with other brilliant minds (yes, I've just reffered to myslef as a brilliant mind). Adding to this is the fact that some idiots I know have said some really discouraging things about my decision to apply for the scholarship and honours. I barely know some of these people. Really felt like givng them a few slaps, but what's the point... The only way out of this, I can see, is to start working really really hard for my exams.
And it sucks that it's the only way. And what happens after I get into honours? I really don't have any clue as to what to do, of what I want to be career wise. And this frightens me, because it's another decision that I'm going to have to make. A decision that I have to make way sooner if I'm not accepted into honours. What then?
It won't be easy, if things don't go my way and I don't get what I want. But I do know some things. I know what I want in life, though I may not know how to get it. I know the type of person I want to be and I know that the only way to do this is to never loose sight of the important things.
I have my dreams, and I'm not going to give up on them yet. Even if it means that I have to start working really really hard. Hey, there's a first time for everything right? :)
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
Ticking the calender, counting the days
2 days till final tutorial.
5 days till the last assignment is due.
5 days till study break.
10 days to apply for a research summer scholarship.
Roughly 15 more days to complete five psychology honours applications.
20 days till exams, less than 7 days to study for each subject (AAAHHH)
22 days till my life as an undergraduate is over.
23 days to find a job for the holidays.
31 days till I know if I get the research summer vacation scholarship. Please please pray that I do.
50 days till my graduation ceremony.
55 days till Chirstmas.
61 days till 2007 and new resolutions.
68 days till I fall on my knees to kiss my motherland.
Milestones. This whole year has been filled with milestones. Leaving home for another country, letting go and leaving behind people and places that I'm comfortable with, turning 21, learning to really trust God (still learning!), learning to let people in, learning to be comfortable with being uncomfortable, getting a scholarship, friends getting married, friends having babies, applying for postgrad studies...
I feel overwhelmed with how fast this year has been going, and even more so this week. Since Monday, I find myslef constantly running through a metal checklist of things that I have to do. Maybe it's the fact that it's the last week of lectures and my final semester as an undergraduate is coming to an end, but I'm feeling weird. Kinda like stress + frustrated + determined + hopeful. Guess it's the final sprint before the finish line. I will complete this race. I must. Otherwise dunno how many thousand go down the drain laaaa.....
5 days till the last assignment is due.
5 days till study break.
10 days to apply for a research summer scholarship.
Roughly 15 more days to complete five psychology honours applications.
20 days till exams, less than 7 days to study for each subject (AAAHHH)
22 days till my life as an undergraduate is over.
23 days to find a job for the holidays.
31 days till I know if I get the research summer vacation scholarship. Please please pray that I do.
50 days till my graduation ceremony.
55 days till Chirstmas.
61 days till 2007 and new resolutions.
68 days till I fall on my knees to kiss my motherland.
Milestones. This whole year has been filled with milestones. Leaving home for another country, letting go and leaving behind people and places that I'm comfortable with, turning 21, learning to really trust God (still learning!), learning to let people in, learning to be comfortable with being uncomfortable, getting a scholarship, friends getting married, friends having babies, applying for postgrad studies...
I feel overwhelmed with how fast this year has been going, and even more so this week. Since Monday, I find myslef constantly running through a metal checklist of things that I have to do. Maybe it's the fact that it's the last week of lectures and my final semester as an undergraduate is coming to an end, but I'm feeling weird. Kinda like stress + frustrated + determined + hopeful. Guess it's the final sprint before the finish line. I will complete this race. I must. Otherwise dunno how many thousand go down the drain laaaa.....
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