Yo.
It's weird seeing other people doing all the stuff that needs to be done, be it for Feature Writing, the more pressing Web Design, or even PR. I mean I should also be doing those stuff, but I am not. Maybe it's because I've finished what I've to do, way in advance.
You see, doing work early means you have a lot of spare time to edit your stuff or just hang loose in the late game, giving your plenty of time to rest so you can think logically and plan your next move with tripping over all those projects hanging all over the place. But then, most, and I must emphasise MOST, in case I offend anyone, Mass Commers are procrastinators. Seriously. How many times have you seen them submit their work way before its due? The answer is sadly seldom. Most leave their work to the eleventh hour, working their butts off to complete that assignment that should have already been done - to a certain completed extent - previously. But no, they leave it till the last minute, when they start to panic and seek aid. And the best part is, they actually pass and get decent grades for them. Life is so unfair.
We just had a briefing today for choosing our third year electives. Initially, this briefing was supposed to cement my decisions, but as I left LT 20, my feelings were mixed. Previously, the choices I laid out for myself were Presentation Skills in Chinese, Documentary Production, and Book Writing and Publishing. But through some inexplicable reason, Book Writing got canned. So that leaves me with one elective short. Fair enough, there were still 12 other modules for me to choose from. So I wanted to take something that I had a passion for, with lots of writing and minimal contact with other people. I hate interviews. The next best thing in this section was Print Journalism, but I'm not really keen. Long story.
Therefore, as of 9:14 P.M on the 30th of January 2007, I have only one confirmed elective - Presentation Skills in Chinese. I'm beginning to have second thoughts for DocPro, as although I loved LOCVDP, it ain't really something that I would wanna do for a whole semester. Paperwork is fine, its the prospect of filming something that is of utmost boringness to me. And a lot of things bore me. A lot.
So I have from now till 16th February to make two choices, two choices which would determine my life from henceforth. And I'm 80% confirmed to be taking IBP next next sem, I don't wanna leave school that soon.
Thats it for today, leave a comment if you have anything to say.
Goodnight people.
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
Monday, January 29, 2007
Day-to-Day
Hello everybody.
Just felt like writing something for you my eager readers to read. Ha ha. Sorry I'm going cranky from all the work I've been rushing. Speaking of which, contrary to what most people believe - that Mass Commers have it hard this final week - I'm kinda free this week. Why? Read on.
1. PR Planning Process for NEA - Done on Friday, after minor edits, all thats left is the formatting.
2. On-going Case Study for ACRES - Finished after 1.
3. Web-D e-zine - content on my side is 85% complete, since I ain't designer-in-chief.
4. Radio Talkshow - Its on Thursday, and my script is done, guest confirmed (I hope), and song loaded.
See? Now you know why I'm so free. And people say I'm kiasu. Well, kiasu people have more free time, and they sleep early.
So today was rather fun, I would say. Went to school in the morning to get back our newspaper project from Mrs. Sng after what seems like eternity. But I can't blame her, she's been through a lot. Faye was late (what's new, haha), got stuck near school to let a Malaysian train pass. Damn funny. Waited for again what seemed like eternity and then when Evon came, all three of us went up to the office, only to come down again cause the place was so darn crowded. It's a Monday damn it! Mondays are days without classes. Maybe thats wishful thinking on my part. Oh well.
So after the mini-lecture, I bid the two farewell and went off to the Atrium to pass stuff to people doing Advertising, namely Madeline, Gel and Huiqi, but not after being called heartless by Evon. I didn't wanna do Radio today, so she didn't have a guest. I'm heartless cause of that. Damn sad.
Alright, enough of that encounter. The Atrium was bloody crowded today. Perhaps its because what I've just said - final week for mass commers. And I was right, to my left I saw mass commers, to my right I saw more mass commers, to my front even more mass commers, and to my back, well, a couple of engineers, the cacti amongst the sand. Most of them were from the other cohort, so they were rushing our their advertising stuff. The same is said for Madeline's group, they were rushing the stuff out like dunno what. Oh yeah, I came to the Atrium to accomplish two objectives. The first being to pass Madeline my used Advertising textbook and MRM notes, so they could be put to better use rather than just rotting away in some deep dark corner of the house. Plus, the MRM notes hold compressed handwritten chapters from the textbook, pages that took me a whole week to write. But it wasn't for naught, an A I got. Thats the thing with me, I have to study harder cause I ain't that brilliant.
Moving on, the second objective was to finish up some content for my e-zine's designer-in-chief: Nisha. Since she was tackling the gargantuan task of fabricating the entire website herself, we all decided to chip in and offer help regarding her content. And her content was music, English music if I might add. Music is so not my forte. So I had to slog through it, read up the albums on websites and try as best as possible to string the information together into a readable, interesting passage. Avril just told me that it was good, so I guess I've succeeded. My writing skills hasn't failed me. Yet.
So there I was, crashing Madeline's group discussion and doing my work while they stressed themselves over their report. Being someone who's been through it all, they turned to me to clarify some doubts, which I did to the best of my ability. You gotta give me credit, its been an entire semester, and Mass Commers don't really have good memories for such stuff, or so I heard. Never mind about that, Madeline left at 2 to practise her Jap, her test is tomorrow. Ganbatte! So that leaves Gel, Huiqi and me at the table. They said someone else was coming in a while. They didn't seem very enthusiastic, or even concerned for that matter. I sense a sleeping member.
The day went out without much event, Gel was being exceptionally cheerful today, a stark contrast to his cold, dark side almost 2 weeks ago. That guy sure likes to sing. Jia Wei also came around to ask me what I want, being the typical evil-twin he is. Damn joker. Got a free ride from Madeline at the end of the day, saved bus fare and got some exercise walking back from Junction 8. NAPFA's coming, time to beef up.
That concludes another boring day in my life. Check back for more! Bye people!
Just felt like writing something for you my eager readers to read. Ha ha. Sorry I'm going cranky from all the work I've been rushing. Speaking of which, contrary to what most people believe - that Mass Commers have it hard this final week - I'm kinda free this week. Why? Read on.
1. PR Planning Process for NEA - Done on Friday, after minor edits, all thats left is the formatting.
2. On-going Case Study for ACRES - Finished after 1.
3. Web-D e-zine - content on my side is 85% complete, since I ain't designer-in-chief.
4. Radio Talkshow - Its on Thursday, and my script is done, guest confirmed (I hope), and song loaded.
See? Now you know why I'm so free. And people say I'm kiasu. Well, kiasu people have more free time, and they sleep early.
So today was rather fun, I would say. Went to school in the morning to get back our newspaper project from Mrs. Sng after what seems like eternity. But I can't blame her, she's been through a lot. Faye was late (what's new, haha), got stuck near school to let a Malaysian train pass. Damn funny. Waited for again what seemed like eternity and then when Evon came, all three of us went up to the office, only to come down again cause the place was so darn crowded. It's a Monday damn it! Mondays are days without classes. Maybe thats wishful thinking on my part. Oh well.
So after the mini-lecture, I bid the two farewell and went off to the Atrium to pass stuff to people doing Advertising, namely Madeline, Gel and Huiqi, but not after being called heartless by Evon. I didn't wanna do Radio today, so she didn't have a guest. I'm heartless cause of that. Damn sad.
Alright, enough of that encounter. The Atrium was bloody crowded today. Perhaps its because what I've just said - final week for mass commers. And I was right, to my left I saw mass commers, to my right I saw more mass commers, to my front even more mass commers, and to my back, well, a couple of engineers, the cacti amongst the sand. Most of them were from the other cohort, so they were rushing our their advertising stuff. The same is said for Madeline's group, they were rushing the stuff out like dunno what. Oh yeah, I came to the Atrium to accomplish two objectives. The first being to pass Madeline my used Advertising textbook and MRM notes, so they could be put to better use rather than just rotting away in some deep dark corner of the house. Plus, the MRM notes hold compressed handwritten chapters from the textbook, pages that took me a whole week to write. But it wasn't for naught, an A I got. Thats the thing with me, I have to study harder cause I ain't that brilliant.
Moving on, the second objective was to finish up some content for my e-zine's designer-in-chief: Nisha. Since she was tackling the gargantuan task of fabricating the entire website herself, we all decided to chip in and offer help regarding her content. And her content was music, English music if I might add. Music is so not my forte. So I had to slog through it, read up the albums on websites and try as best as possible to string the information together into a readable, interesting passage. Avril just told me that it was good, so I guess I've succeeded. My writing skills hasn't failed me. Yet.
So there I was, crashing Madeline's group discussion and doing my work while they stressed themselves over their report. Being someone who's been through it all, they turned to me to clarify some doubts, which I did to the best of my ability. You gotta give me credit, its been an entire semester, and Mass Commers don't really have good memories for such stuff, or so I heard. Never mind about that, Madeline left at 2 to practise her Jap, her test is tomorrow. Ganbatte! So that leaves Gel, Huiqi and me at the table. They said someone else was coming in a while. They didn't seem very enthusiastic, or even concerned for that matter. I sense a sleeping member.
The day went out without much event, Gel was being exceptionally cheerful today, a stark contrast to his cold, dark side almost 2 weeks ago. That guy sure likes to sing. Jia Wei also came around to ask me what I want, being the typical evil-twin he is. Damn joker. Got a free ride from Madeline at the end of the day, saved bus fare and got some exercise walking back from Junction 8. NAPFA's coming, time to beef up.
That concludes another boring day in my life. Check back for more! Bye people!
Friday, January 26, 2007
Elation
I am happy.
Why? You ask.
Cause' I have finished all of my PR work for this sem. Yeah. ALL OF THEM.
PR Planning Project for NEA - Done
On-going Case Study - Completed
Now what's left is just the e-zine (-.-), the magazine and the radio talkshow, pieces of cake.
Oh plus the exams are close to two weeks away, guess I'd better start mugging.
Alright, my hands are sore from 4-whole hours of typing non-stop, no strength left.
One last thing, that feel is slowly diminishing, but will it return when the variable appears?
Its still an unsolved equation.
Goodnight people.
Why? You ask.
Cause' I have finished all of my PR work for this sem. Yeah. ALL OF THEM.
PR Planning Project for NEA - Done
On-going Case Study - Completed
Now what's left is just the e-zine (-.-), the magazine and the radio talkshow, pieces of cake.
Oh plus the exams are close to two weeks away, guess I'd better start mugging.
Alright, my hands are sore from 4-whole hours of typing non-stop, no strength left.
One last thing, that feel is slowly diminishing, but will it return when the variable appears?
Its still an unsolved equation.
Goodnight people.
Thursday, January 25, 2007
Feelings - A Fluttering Butterfly
Hi folks.
Yeah I'm back for another entry on this blog of mine. Time to give it a little activity to prevent it from fading into obscurity.
Alright, today was a total waste of time. For one, school was BORING. Had radio in the morning, but my test slot for the Talkshow is next week, so today I'm the caller/producer for a classmate. Got up early and arrived in school earlier than I needed to be, and saw the studio rife with people, dancing mass commers from the previous class. Felix was there too, grading Year One Stereo Assignments while nodding off to some 1970s music called Saturday Night Fever if memory hasn't failed me. To be fair, the song was catchy, but I'm a Mandarin music kinda guy, so I don't like it. To my dancing cohort-mates, I gave them the what-the-hell-there-are-people-outside look.
And true enough there were. When I went out to thaw myself, out came Year Ones from the lifts, and amongst them was Joanna, fellow FMSA, newer friend made this year. Pleasantries aside, she went to discuss something with her friends, while I made my way back into the studio, well not really inside it, but just outside, so I could see whether there were any more mad mass commers before I went back in. While I was loitering behind the double-glassed window, Joanna walked past and asked if that was where I would be having my class, to which I replied. At this moment, Mal gave me that OMG-WHO-IS-SHE look before rushing out. What the.
Apart from those, radio class was rather uneventful. Better still, we ended early, so I had something like a 3-hour break before PR began. But I had plans, there was a PR quiz to study for, and I preferred to study alone rather than in packs, so off I went to the Atrium after bidding Faye and her guest Vickram bye-bye.
I got a pack of creampuffs and found myself a secluded spot to study in. Madeline said she would be in the Atrium, so I scanned around. It wasn't that hard to spot her, afterall, she just had her MRM presentation today. So I dropped her a message telling her I can see her. It was funny watching her rotate her head around like the rotor blades of a helicopter trying to find me. Precious. In the end, she still found me while going to collect her laptop from the MEL centre I guess. She was doing Advertising with another girl, a girl who calls me Oreo Boy (-_-), and a boy whose name I mistook for Joel. Oh well. Better not bother them, important project. So I went to bug Joachim and gang instead, who were doing PR. But I soon grew bored, so I whipped out the iPod and tried to catch a nap. No success, the bloody Atrium was so noisy.
The day went on rather slowly and soon it was time for PR. Had the quiz, which I got 16/19 for and we got back our Media Kit Assignment. WE GOT AN 'A'. All that hard work was not for nothing. I'm glad. If all goes well, PR may be on its way to becoming an 'A' module. The thought of it makes me chuckle: I understand Advertising better than PR. Must be the assessments.
Thats what the day brought me, nothing but utter boredom. I swear I was gonna die of boredom if not for the Media Kit. When we got it back, we all went kinda hyper, like we were on steroids or something. It was hilarious.
Just some things on my mind before I end off this entry. Feelings are a funny thing, they can make you sad as quickly as it can make you happy. And flying high may mean falling hard. Very, very hard. And given my height, its a long way down to the ground. Hopefully, what I think I'm feeling will come to fruition, and that its the correct feeling, and not a false one once again.
I don't know how many more false hopes I can endure. I'm not getting any younger. So I really wish that I won't be flying too high and falling too hard. Alas, only time will tell. Time - the ultimate test. And time is really of the essence.
Just let it be true, just this time.
Yeah I'm back for another entry on this blog of mine. Time to give it a little activity to prevent it from fading into obscurity.
Alright, today was a total waste of time. For one, school was BORING. Had radio in the morning, but my test slot for the Talkshow is next week, so today I'm the caller/producer for a classmate. Got up early and arrived in school earlier than I needed to be, and saw the studio rife with people, dancing mass commers from the previous class. Felix was there too, grading Year One Stereo Assignments while nodding off to some 1970s music called Saturday Night Fever if memory hasn't failed me. To be fair, the song was catchy, but I'm a Mandarin music kinda guy, so I don't like it. To my dancing cohort-mates, I gave them the what-the-hell-there-are-people-outside look.
And true enough there were. When I went out to thaw myself, out came Year Ones from the lifts, and amongst them was Joanna, fellow FMSA, newer friend made this year. Pleasantries aside, she went to discuss something with her friends, while I made my way back into the studio, well not really inside it, but just outside, so I could see whether there were any more mad mass commers before I went back in. While I was loitering behind the double-glassed window, Joanna walked past and asked if that was where I would be having my class, to which I replied. At this moment, Mal gave me that OMG-WHO-IS-SHE look before rushing out. What the.
Apart from those, radio class was rather uneventful. Better still, we ended early, so I had something like a 3-hour break before PR began. But I had plans, there was a PR quiz to study for, and I preferred to study alone rather than in packs, so off I went to the Atrium after bidding Faye and her guest Vickram bye-bye.
I got a pack of creampuffs and found myself a secluded spot to study in. Madeline said she would be in the Atrium, so I scanned around. It wasn't that hard to spot her, afterall, she just had her MRM presentation today. So I dropped her a message telling her I can see her. It was funny watching her rotate her head around like the rotor blades of a helicopter trying to find me. Precious. In the end, she still found me while going to collect her laptop from the MEL centre I guess. She was doing Advertising with another girl, a girl who calls me Oreo Boy (-_-), and a boy whose name I mistook for Joel. Oh well. Better not bother them, important project. So I went to bug Joachim and gang instead, who were doing PR. But I soon grew bored, so I whipped out the iPod and tried to catch a nap. No success, the bloody Atrium was so noisy.
The day went on rather slowly and soon it was time for PR. Had the quiz, which I got 16/19 for and we got back our Media Kit Assignment. WE GOT AN 'A'. All that hard work was not for nothing. I'm glad. If all goes well, PR may be on its way to becoming an 'A' module. The thought of it makes me chuckle: I understand Advertising better than PR. Must be the assessments.
Thats what the day brought me, nothing but utter boredom. I swear I was gonna die of boredom if not for the Media Kit. When we got it back, we all went kinda hyper, like we were on steroids or something. It was hilarious.
Just some things on my mind before I end off this entry. Feelings are a funny thing, they can make you sad as quickly as it can make you happy. And flying high may mean falling hard. Very, very hard. And given my height, its a long way down to the ground. Hopefully, what I think I'm feeling will come to fruition, and that its the correct feeling, and not a false one once again.
I don't know how many more false hopes I can endure. I'm not getting any younger. So I really wish that I won't be flying too high and falling too hard. Alas, only time will tell. Time - the ultimate test. And time is really of the essence.
Just let it be true, just this time.
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