Last day of Term
Isn't it quick? Tomorrow's the last day of Term 2.
Can't wait for Elaine to come back :)
Of course, some people won't be enjoying their term breaks, cause UNSW in Singapore suddenly mentioned that it was closing down its only campus here and that students who wish to continue their studies in UNSW would have to go to Australia to do so. Wow, that sucks. I mean, why opt to study in Singapore UNSW if you can already afford, and more than financially so, to go to Australia? And to think some of the students chose UNSW over NUS and NTU. You'll never catch me doing that, and even more so after this incident.
Poor students. Some of them spent a lot of money to come to Singapore to study at UNSW too. I guess when conflict occurs, whether physical or psychological, innocent people suffer most. And the only thing people like me seem to be able to do is to go "Wow, that must suck."
Kronos is over, I'm class rep (yeah, yeah, thank you so much for getting into council Janice), I need a new GP rep, I need to buy GP files. And I need help for my Lit essay. "Is individuality a crucial element in the pursuit of happiness?" Well, IS it?? Help. I don't know how to answer this.
My brain is screwed. It hasn't recovered from Kronos yet. Tired... sigh. Depressed... sigh. My tummy hurts... sigh. Whine whine whine. Rolls in self-pity. Sigh.
Mr. Tan is leaving Singapore and thus AC Strings. Wonder who'll be our new conductor. One of the alumni had the intrepidity to suggest ehem ehem. Oh no. Please. Hyperventilates. I don't hate him or anything, in fact I know I owe a lot to him and am appropriately grateful, BUT. I have had enough of an exciting ensemble life and am ready to druge through normality. Please don't bring what I was relieved to leave behind back into my life. Oh please no. Ok, ok, calm down Jane. It's just what a silly alumni said. Yeah. Just his wishful thinking. BECAUSE HE WON'T BE AFFECTED BY IT!!!! Calm down, calm down, there's no way the madams would ask him. And besides, his hands are too full already. Ok. Breathe. That's it.
Sigh. On one hand I'm thankful Kronos is over, yet somehow I wish I could relive it all over again. Just those few moments would be worth all the trouble of Tuesday. Ahahaha. What AM I rambling about? Just one of those distracting, irritating, seemingly inevitable and must-be-immediately-squashed things in life. Now. Stop thinking about all that and get back to business. Yes. Back to business.
Hmm. Project Work will be doomed unless I galvanize myself to galvanize my group to galvanize our project back into action. Now will that happen? Sometime next week perhaps. Muahaha. I'd better plan a holiday workplan (note the oxymoronic noun) or June will be over before I know it.
Argh I'm so depressed. I must push the pressure off. Must not let it stay for long like the last time. Huh. Guess there's no chance of that happening this time.
Anyway, random rambling has helped relieve my mind of its mixed, messy mumblings. I hope my Lit essay will not expire before I expand on it in the aspiration to excel in Lit. Muahaha.
Can't wait for Elaine to come back :)
Of course, some people won't be enjoying their term breaks, cause UNSW in Singapore suddenly mentioned that it was closing down its only campus here and that students who wish to continue their studies in UNSW would have to go to Australia to do so. Wow, that sucks. I mean, why opt to study in Singapore UNSW if you can already afford, and more than financially so, to go to Australia? And to think some of the students chose UNSW over NUS and NTU. You'll never catch me doing that, and even more so after this incident.
Poor students. Some of them spent a lot of money to come to Singapore to study at UNSW too. I guess when conflict occurs, whether physical or psychological, innocent people suffer most. And the only thing people like me seem to be able to do is to go "Wow, that must suck."
Kronos is over, I'm class rep (yeah, yeah, thank you so much for getting into council Janice), I need a new GP rep, I need to buy GP files. And I need help for my Lit essay. "Is individuality a crucial element in the pursuit of happiness?" Well, IS it?? Help. I don't know how to answer this.
My brain is screwed. It hasn't recovered from Kronos yet. Tired... sigh. Depressed... sigh. My tummy hurts... sigh. Whine whine whine. Rolls in self-pity. Sigh.
Mr. Tan is leaving Singapore and thus AC Strings. Wonder who'll be our new conductor. One of the alumni had the intrepidity to suggest ehem ehem. Oh no. Please. Hyperventilates. I don't hate him or anything, in fact I know I owe a lot to him and am appropriately grateful, BUT. I have had enough of an exciting ensemble life and am ready to druge through normality. Please don't bring what I was relieved to leave behind back into my life. Oh please no. Ok, ok, calm down Jane. It's just what a silly alumni said. Yeah. Just his wishful thinking. BECAUSE HE WON'T BE AFFECTED BY IT!!!! Calm down, calm down, there's no way the madams would ask him. And besides, his hands are too full already. Ok. Breathe. That's it.
Sigh. On one hand I'm thankful Kronos is over, yet somehow I wish I could relive it all over again. Just those few moments would be worth all the trouble of Tuesday. Ahahaha. What AM I rambling about? Just one of those distracting, irritating, seemingly inevitable and must-be-immediately-squashed things in life. Now. Stop thinking about all that and get back to business. Yes. Back to business.
Hmm. Project Work will be doomed unless I galvanize myself to galvanize my group to galvanize our project back into action. Now will that happen? Sometime next week perhaps. Muahaha. I'd better plan a holiday workplan (note the oxymoronic noun) or June will be over before I know it.
Argh I'm so depressed. I must push the pressure off. Must not let it stay for long like the last time. Huh. Guess there's no chance of that happening this time.
Anyway, random rambling has helped relieve my mind of its mixed, messy mumblings. I hope my Lit essay will not expire before I expand on it in the aspiration to excel in Lit. Muahaha.
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