Life - Work Hard, Play Harder

  Most of us often find it difficult to set aside some time in our schedules to do something we WANT. Perhaps we can agree that Singaporeans are mostly "all work and no play". Then am I a Singaporean if I work hard and play harder?

  I got really "hooked" to going out with my peers and colleagues and stuff. It is the same thing as gamers getting hooked to whatever stupid war FPS games there are out there. I am just not the type of person into FPS games... I ain't trying to insult said gamers, mind you. The only time I ever found myself playing as someone holding a rifle or pistol or anything that can shoot bullets is when I am with my Primary School cronies. Nowhere else. One could easily declare me an unsophisticated gamer.

  What do I mean by "hooked" then? I found that my "energy" comes from the people around me. I cannot focus on my work when I am alone. I cannot really entertain myself these days. Two days back, when I was trying to prepare for my Microeconomics paper, I had spent 5/6 of my time flashing back to when I spent my time outdoors with my peers. Whether it was matches and matches of basketball, racing from Bugis to Suntec City, vaulting police barricades, eating pizza while chatting about many different topics from pets to getting arrested. So much fun... Then I realized, my alarm clock beside my lecture notes had struck eleven.

  When I have the time, energy (Never a problem with energy...) and money, I would go out with my peers once again. Going to arcades or ordering pizza to class, gambling on Poker and similar games with push-ups and dares rather than pocket money, and even studying in a class Mr Goh had reserved for us while getting one of us on the way to school to buy some Koi bubble tea for us. In tutorials we would hold friendly discussions (and sometimes exchange heated debates without emotionally hurting someone) and disturb our tutors. In lectures we would slack around and only attend for the attendance, and later find a reliable source to get the idea of the lecture. This was how Poly life for me was like.

Life in Polytechnic - Year One

  I am really so sorry for not posting anything for the past three weeks. I was really...  Busy. But that doesn't mean I will ever stop posing. This blog will never die. I swear... This blog IS my Pride.

  Year One in Poly is finally over! All the examinations and projects are done with. It is much easier for us to breathe right now, although this feeling of relief is not as strong as post 'O' Levels. As of now, for six weeks, I am able to do whatever I want: Get a goddamn job, take prolonged afternoon naps, go to the gym, go some random place and pick fights, eat some dumpling noodles in the coffee shop nearby and so on. I. AM. FREE!

  Well, I am not totally free though... I might have to plan some community service projects to do well in my National Youth Achievement Award (NYAA) project, which unfortunately is still a damn project. I am also one of the three... Umm... "Mohegan" who will plan a chalet/outing for our class. I have absolutely no idea why our tutor, Mr Goh, calls us that though... I have also got that Leadership camp on the beginning of October in Jalan Kukok, along with some others who were also accepted to be ambassadors for our School of Business. Other than these which are not that soon yet, as I've said, I am FREE to do whatever I want.

  It is the first time I am actually tied to some kind of "organisation" that actually gets involved with the community. It is also the first time I am actually been assigned to something of a "leader" kind of assignment. I daresay that I am really proud of it. Really... The feeling of actually being able to LEAD is, like, so awesome! I do figure out that these role requires that I really contribute an active role rather than just slack around on my couch all day long. In fact it is plain obvious that I have to. Maybe I should start changing my perspective of seeing things... One ought to hear the full story before making a judgement. A decision.

  I am not absolutely proud with my performance in Poly life. I am actually rather disappointed. Maybe it was peer influence that I dropped my dedication towards acing ALL the modules. I have already foretold that I am going to get a "C" grade for one of my modules; the bitchiest and f***ed-up module called "Business Communication". This particular module comes with a f***ed-up  grading system, and our tutor for this module is not just a bitch... She is something else. After this whole grading mess, we have all learned that students ain't the only ones with attitudes. How can bitches be allowed to teach in the first place? Now, I am starting to doubt my chances of being admitted to a local university...