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It's ANOTHER weird universe!!!!
 

Warning: mad dog







A mushroom cloud of exclamation marks.
A smart ass wise cracking guy for a project mate.
3 storey high readings.
A whole string of deadlines tightening around your neck.
Motivation level that is lower than hell.
Drowning in deep space of physics.
Canteen for inmates for 3 years.
Projects piling
HAte the groupings
Another *yawn lecture
Study about the theory of war while I'm dying.
crazy competitive coursemates game on killing.
Stop talking!


ANALYZE THIS!

How much can a student take?

How not to go crazy in an academic setting?
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Hey guys, sorry for this really bitter thing. But the best way to de-stress is just bitch about whatever that's driving you mad. It's beyond chocolates now. Year 3 sucks.. everyone is so competitive, and quarrelsome. Supposed to be really civil debates, but hey no one wants to be wrong, so we'll just go for each other's throats. It's all books and readings. Even if I'm not going blind, I'm turning colour blind. All I see is black and white. Tiny little fonts, pages of them. They're like ants, they get into your brain and they destroy your sense of well-being ever so slowly.

NO movie modules for me this sem, it's all really 'history' history modules. Stress out for modules I don't feel very much for. hm.. it's not really worth it. But moaning won't get me anywhere. So I might as well just try to survive.

There

  1. Blogger zueri | 5:52 PM |  

    okie.. U hate studying.. try working...

    let's swap roles.. just a week...
    Say, hmm..try going on night shifts, walking round, up and about through the night. Bugged continuously by patients and relatives, asking when will it be their turn, a milo, tellng you they cant sleep.. and pain...

    How about, facing the hussles of pleasing and obeying uncouth, totally impossible to communicate with managers, who kept bossing people around?

    Face the feelings and thoughts of wanting to do all you want, learning the stuff that you love, play the music that you like yet wonder when it is all about to happen?

    Sigh... I think life has many phases, just as you are complaining about the stress of studying, I am whining about the uncertainity and bordom of working. You will come to where I am now, and perhaps one day I will be back in school and complaining like you do... How I longed...
    I guessed the key is, God has placed us through phases to experience all that during the period, that every challenges and problem will make us stronger with our tries and endurance that we summoned. It does not matter if you become the top scholar, the best money maker, but rather, how we have managed to learn to nurture a character that is not dishonest, not bitter, but loving and in contentment. We can score well but still be zealous. We can earn and climb up high but yet still craving.

    Well, my pt of view is that in all we do, we trust and pray lah that God will see us through, "raise us up". For in Gal, 5:22, it is the fruit of love, joy, peace, patience and kindness, goodnes, faithfulness, gentleness and self control that God longs to develop in us. i may be uncertain now, but I guess I have to learn to trust and lean on Him, on His shoulders.

    I still feel that you are doing pretty well. Your grades are so beautiful as compared to your 10/100 for chemistry in sec 3.. hehe..I guessed you are just so stressed. Will keep you in my prayers for your capacity to cope and your persistent concern for your family. Prayers, He listens. : P

    Well, enjoy this process of stuying, when you are still able to be free from pleasing the "top", and there's so much of an abundance of gossips and hearsays to share about. You may not know when you will be a student again.
    and, you are 21, for just once.

    So SMILE!! The Sun still SHines... LIFe is worth the cheers and laughters, take it with a light heart.

  2. Blogger Nippy | 2:51 PM |  

    Haha LI, no lah, I don't hate it that much, I know working sucks too. Heard so much about it le, but i am convinced that competition is there, work or study. It makes the learning process less enjoyable when you get too caught up in it. But I think it is in a way inevitable, it pushes you just that little bit further. I guess it makes me want to go a little further, though, sometimes, I just wanna get away.

    It's hard to really put into words. It is a very different kind of relationship btw a boss and employee, yet, both these relationships have their up and down sides.

    really, there are lots of vexing things in life, guess I shouldn't moan, but haha maybe it is a human condition. We just need to complain. This is not a singaporean thing, this is ahuman thing. HAhah

  3. Blogger Wei Wei | 4:48 PM |  

    Hmm...I'm not complaining abt the studying part becos I haven't really had to study so far...no mid terms and stuff. But I do want to complain abt my endless reports!!! As soon as I finish and hand up one, another comes along. Almost every week I have at least 1 report due and imagine the amt of journal reading I have to do...arghh...!!!