Blow by Blow- 24 march

24/3/2011
I think there must be a mistake
I don’t think I deserve such marks for the APPG theory test 1. I didn’t do the preparation properly. Didn’t do it the way I would have preferred. I got a nasty shock to learn I had an A for the test. I was only expecting a b+ at most, given that I take more time to understand things and do it slowly in class, where everyone seems so far forward in front, ahead of time, and so on. I would also like to be ahead of time. Tired of running after it.

I know I'm slow. I don't have the brainpower to fully comprehend whatever people are saying on the first take. So if you want to tell me anything, please repeat a few times. Or speak my language. See which one is more convenient. Thanks. 

Final test is less than a week’s time. Mr Chua ran a trial lab test today, and I must say I only know how to do what the question requires. The extra enhancements don’t come to me. And I will think to myself “where do these people see the enhancements for the program? I only see what is required…”

This is what I mean. Stop walking around in class and dishing juicy hints. You're smart and I'm not, OK?

After deciding to stay back in class for lunch, I decided to visit the laundry shop again today. The boss told me that he found the pockets were coming apart, so he decided to send it back to the shop and to come back tomorrow. I’m amazed at his dedication for taking a simple job (washing my coat) and going to the extent of ironing, which would have cost more in Singapore, but he decided to throw that in for me, free of charge. Well, it showed that if you want something done, the Chinese can do it for you, and they’ll do a pretty good job.

You can always look at the Great Wall if you're not convinced. 

I’m visiting the laundry shop again, and this time, it’s going to be a wash of all my clothes (so my mother will not have to wash everything when the luggage is unpacked). Besides, they come back all folded, so I can just directly put them inside. Saves the hassle of folding and arranging.
Organized bonding session in the afternoon. My buddy turned up (skipping class) for it, and I spent my time catching up with her more than enjoying the performances my fellow group members put up. She actually had plans to further her studies in a Singapore university before enrolling in Tianjin technological university, and she asked about the post degree options available. What struck me was that she didn’t mention about her future career path, but preferred to set her sights at a bachelor’s/master’s program, making it easier for her to find a job in the future. Going to work seemed less important than furthering studies.
For a 20 year old to say that, she must be much more mature than the peers in Singapore. Some can’t even decide what do they really want to do with their life and choose to whirl it away in the party.

I so agree.

I think having at least a blue print of your life for the next 10 years after graduating from Ngee Ann is bare minimum to get on a suitable career path. I think she had her plan long ago down on paper, and now every bit is coming true. 

I call this "under a tree"

 This is a solitary light bulb taken under a tree next to the outdoor barbecue stall we patronize. He uses the bare bulb as his source of lighting, helping us prepare food and barbecue our favorites. Many of us may not notice it, but these bulbs help light up the small alley, bringing about the stallholders their source of income to feed their families. Compared to us. What do we depend on? Our parents? Our savings? Our love for electronic gadgets? It's time we start to rethink about our lives, to see what have we been so dependent on, that we completely lose ourselves. If told that we have nothing left, save for a light bulb connected to a power supply, what will you do? 

Or will you sit in front of the light bulb, waiting for it to burn out?
And your life take the same fate as the light bulb?

Or fight the circumstances, for that's the way life lives on. And quit being a coward. Nature never had a slot for cowards, there is one for the underdogs.