Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Dear oh dear, both Mich and I are baldin'
My hair is dropping like nobody's business. ( cause its only mine)
Haiyoh. Damn stressful lah.
Oh the great thing is, the super suay day I had yesterday did not repeat itself. Instead, I finally got to change my subject combi. So now its Lit Hist Math Econs. Goodbye China Studies, I would love to continue if it were a non-graded subject but IN REALITY IT IS. I do not want to flunk my final exams because I do not comply to the sky high standards. Dreadfully high that is.
Imagine this. 90 in HC , 47 in Dunman are takin'. They already have head starts. We, on the other hand are still making do with scraps and pieces that we painstakingly collate. The supposed collaboration with JJ and HC was... unsuccessful I may say. I wouldn't say that they are unwilling to help. Perhaps they.. just do not think they should care for students that they think wouldn't make it?
I don't know. I find it quite discouraging. Why open this class in the first place? The school and its administration and its pressing need to keep on the balls of their feet all the time. Always the best. Not the best, no CCA funding. Win already lor.
I wouldn't claim to know the true meaning of life but it is certainly not being cooped up in an institution which set measures which confine us in a certain space. Verbally encouraging to break free of traditions, think out of the bloody box. But then, all the incessant ranting of the importance of scholarships , the stress on being the creme of the crop. The importance of CIP, handing in all your tutorials, taking H3s , not spending too much time on CCAs ( so they can close the gate early) .
Where's the vibrance of learning and exploring new grounds?
What happened to the equity of learning?
We are thoroughly deprived of the chance to be proud of what we are good at. We find no meaning to love our sport .
The ingenious method of picking out potential sparks before hand, making sure they dont lose their flame and leaving others out like they deserve no recognition for the ALTERNATIVE ways they have exhibited their brillance.
To those who have sacrificed much sleep and possibly deducted a pretty lot of years from your lifespan, I sincerely hope your s*h*l*r*h*i* would provide an undying supply of energy to carry on. To continue being manipulated , being sent to brilliant places afar without paying a cent.
Call me a sore loser. Sour grapes what not.
I won't care anymore.
All this rigid shit.
My hair is dropping like nobody's business. ( cause its only mine)
Haiyoh. Damn stressful lah.
Oh the great thing is, the super suay day I had yesterday did not repeat itself. Instead, I finally got to change my subject combi. So now its Lit Hist Math Econs. Goodbye China Studies, I would love to continue if it were a non-graded subject but IN REALITY IT IS. I do not want to flunk my final exams because I do not comply to the sky high standards. Dreadfully high that is.
Imagine this. 90 in HC , 47 in Dunman are takin'. They already have head starts. We, on the other hand are still making do with scraps and pieces that we painstakingly collate. The supposed collaboration with JJ and HC was... unsuccessful I may say. I wouldn't say that they are unwilling to help. Perhaps they.. just do not think they should care for students that they think wouldn't make it?
I don't know. I find it quite discouraging. Why open this class in the first place? The school and its administration and its pressing need to keep on the balls of their feet all the time. Always the best. Not the best, no CCA funding. Win already lor.
I wouldn't claim to know the true meaning of life but it is certainly not being cooped up in an institution which set measures which confine us in a certain space. Verbally encouraging to break free of traditions, think out of the bloody box. But then, all the incessant ranting of the importance of scholarships , the stress on being the creme of the crop. The importance of CIP, handing in all your tutorials, taking H3s , not spending too much time on CCAs ( so they can close the gate early) .
Where's the vibrance of learning and exploring new grounds?
What happened to the equity of learning?
We are thoroughly deprived of the chance to be proud of what we are good at. We find no meaning to love our sport .
The ingenious method of picking out potential sparks before hand, making sure they dont lose their flame and leaving others out like they deserve no recognition for the ALTERNATIVE ways they have exhibited their brillance.
To those who have sacrificed much sleep and possibly deducted a pretty lot of years from your lifespan, I sincerely hope your s*h*l*r*h*i* would provide an undying supply of energy to carry on. To continue being manipulated , being sent to brilliant places afar without paying a cent.
Call me a sore loser. Sour grapes what not.
I won't care anymore.
All this rigid shit.
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