It has been exactly a week since my last paper. Since then, I’ve gotten back the result for one of my module. I screwed it because I don’t speak up in class. Sometimes, no matter how much hardwork you put in, it just dun pay off. What’s important is the impression management and how you make people remember you. This is just so important in SMU life. Well, I’m not really affected (as in devastated) by the lousy grade because I expected it.
I was contemplating if I should checked my work mail. But in the end, I just lack of the courage to do so, simply because I know that there will be mails flooding my mailbox. I shall clear the massive amount of emails (approx 60) on Monday. For now, I just want to relax, hide in a space that only belong to me.
I want to cry.
I want to vent my frustration.
As I slowly reflect on my life, I silently feel grateful for making some decisions, and of course regretful for making some lousy ones. This is life, isn’t it?
I made the right choice by going to polytechnic because in there, I met wonderful friends who accompanied me through my mugging times in polytechnic. We luffed together, we rushed our projects together, we massage for each other when we were tired after rushing some project. We cried in each other arms, we see one of us getting married and also, we sent one of them off in tears. We went through everything but things started to change after i stepped into smu.
Then, I decided to take up my degree in SMU. SMu highlights that they are different and true enough people in there is really different. People in there came from different backgrounds. I struggled and I learn. The life in smu is just so different that we don’t even know how to tell others how different we are. The life just suck in here. We are like going for the amazing race, one stop after another, one meeting after another, one presentation after another. We are racing against the time and even though we are situated in city, the path to MRT station is just so draggy that it irks me to step back there during my weekends.
There are just so much going on behind the glass panels of the building, so many late nights, so much tears and frustation, so much fun. However, my decision to step into smu has a great change to my life. I struggled with my fees and my allowance. At first, I tried to squeeze all my modules into 3 years to save on my school fees. But, I see that my resume is just so empty and it will do me no good in future. I decided to take up an internship one year ago and delayed my graduation by another 6 months. After that internship, I initiated to work as part time, working during my pathetic free hours before or after school and projects.
It is hard but I know I will make it. I’ve survived the one year and It’s only another semester.
Work is gonna start on Monday and sometimes, I feel sad leading such life. I hasn’t really got a truly school holiday which I can sleep in for hours, laze around, do some manicure and mask. I studied, I worked and yet sometimes, everything is just not appreciated. It has been 7 years since I really get a school holiday.
Like what chris said, I am always complaining. Yah, I nagged, I complained, I grumbled and I bitched.
Sorry to all those reading this long post. I’m just not in my best of mood and I just feel like grumbling a little (alright, I know is a long complaint). My thoughts are just so random now and I guess it’s the effect of my cold medicine. I hasn’t recover from my cold, which has been on and off for like 2 weeks.
Alright, I should sleep. Photos of bangkok will come later.