i always love to think that i can just sit for exams and not worry about how i do when the results come out.
the third last time i did that, i got 12 points for Os that wasn't here or there, i was disappointed but i had some choice as to what courses to take in jc/poly.
the second last time i did that, i thought i was going to repeat life as a jc 1 student all over again. i was lucky it didnt happen to me.
the last time i did that, i thought i was never going to make it to a local university. that has been the biggest wake-up call i had so far.
the first two years in ntu have passed quite smoothly and being thankful for everything so far is really quite the understatement. as i flip through the notes and texts that are have suddenly seem to be so much more of a handful than before, the thought of not bothering about doing well crept in again. its much more comforting to know a pass will do, instead of the A or A+ people lose sleep on days at ends to get. but i'm determined that the lessons of yesterday will not be back to haunt me in the future, put it in an economic context, for the better in the long run.
there is something wrong with this system, of grades determined over 2 -3hour papers and degrees deciding who gets the coveted position in the biggest bank or organisation in town. we may well be victims of our own success, and with the exception of a few individuals who have the chance to get out of this system, i feel for the thousands and thousands of others who will follow these very footsteps.
however, there is no denial that such a system has reaped its rewards in a national context. just like in the macro class today, the tutor's words echoed loudly. 'we take things for granted.' half of this world's inhabitants live on amounts that wouldn't afford us 2 bus rides daily, and here we are complaining how we never have enough to spend. we can be thankful that we are likely to find jobs that will pay us at least double the amount of what 10% of the poorest singapore's households can fetch in terms of combined income.
outside my room, the security guard, a nice friendly lady probably in her late 50s sits by herself, standing on duty every night. its painful to think of how she manages to just sit there without anything meaningful to keep her occupied. all in the name of security for the hall residents. yes its her job and she gets paid, but its the last thing i'd want my mum to do at that age. for that, the security guard deserves all my respect, and for that matter the respect of all the people staying here.
its been a long and peaceful night, i hope it stays that way. and yes i hope this will be the end of such depressing and random thoughts for the time being. i need to channel such thoughts into more effective outputs. this is for the better in the long run.
the third last time i did that, i got 12 points for Os that wasn't here or there, i was disappointed but i had some choice as to what courses to take in jc/poly.
the second last time i did that, i thought i was going to repeat life as a jc 1 student all over again. i was lucky it didnt happen to me.
the last time i did that, i thought i was never going to make it to a local university. that has been the biggest wake-up call i had so far.
the first two years in ntu have passed quite smoothly and being thankful for everything so far is really quite the understatement. as i flip through the notes and texts that are have suddenly seem to be so much more of a handful than before, the thought of not bothering about doing well crept in again. its much more comforting to know a pass will do, instead of the A or A+ people lose sleep on days at ends to get. but i'm determined that the lessons of yesterday will not be back to haunt me in the future, put it in an economic context, for the better in the long run.
there is something wrong with this system, of grades determined over 2 -3hour papers and degrees deciding who gets the coveted position in the biggest bank or organisation in town. we may well be victims of our own success, and with the exception of a few individuals who have the chance to get out of this system, i feel for the thousands and thousands of others who will follow these very footsteps.
however, there is no denial that such a system has reaped its rewards in a national context. just like in the macro class today, the tutor's words echoed loudly. 'we take things for granted.' half of this world's inhabitants live on amounts that wouldn't afford us 2 bus rides daily, and here we are complaining how we never have enough to spend. we can be thankful that we are likely to find jobs that will pay us at least double the amount of what 10% of the poorest singapore's households can fetch in terms of combined income.
outside my room, the security guard, a nice friendly lady probably in her late 50s sits by herself, standing on duty every night. its painful to think of how she manages to just sit there without anything meaningful to keep her occupied. all in the name of security for the hall residents. yes its her job and she gets paid, but its the last thing i'd want my mum to do at that age. for that, the security guard deserves all my respect, and for that matter the respect of all the people staying here.
its been a long and peaceful night, i hope it stays that way. and yes i hope this will be the end of such depressing and random thoughts for the time being. i need to channel such thoughts into more effective outputs. this is for the better in the long run.
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ELLO DUN EMO LEH. somemore changed the bg colour to black, so depressing can..
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