The time has come. When it's every man and woman for himself/herself. When one wrong move will throw one into misery and extreme sorrow. When paranoia and anxiety hit the top of an emotional parabola. Yes, you guessed it right. Bidding has begun.
For all those not in university yet, bidding is the process by which one acquires modules each semester. Points are accumulated in the accounts as we move from one semester to the next. Basically, we buy modules. This is mostly the period of time I want to get done and over with ASAP so that I no longer have to fuss over my timetable. Long gone are the days of spoon-feeding and being given pieces of paper with our entire academic timetable printed in black-and-white. Long gone are the days when we needed to give excuse letters to avoid doing PE. In fact, long gone are the days when a plate of noodles cost a mere 60cents. Well, things change and the world keeps revolving so we should keep moving along with the flow. After all, no change isn't good either.
In any case, I really hope I get the obstetrics and gynaecology module as my GEM (general elective module). May this period be over in a jiffy. Cheers!
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Friday, July 25, 2008
A Clean Slate.
Starting anew - something we do every now and then. Be it after narrowly missing being hit by a double-decker bus or after one has quit a nasty habit and wants to start afresh. My want to start from a clean slate is manifested in the form of my new blog. Perhaps the old blog simply doesn't cry out 'update me' anymore.
In any case, the third semester of university will be commencing soon. No matter how cliché it sounds, time really flies by. No really. It seems just like yesterday or maybe the day before yesterday that I stepped foot into NUS without a clue on how bidding works or where the best eateries are located. And here I am, entering my second year. It's only a matter of time (a few months) before I complete 2 decades on this planet. If you think hard enough, 2 decades is no joke. 20 whole years. Plenty of events can transpire within 20 years. Over the span of 20 years, 2 platypuses (or is the plural platipi? have always been confused) can mature, grow old and die consecutively. I'd have lived the maximum number of years a porcupine can survive for on earth. My goodness. I'm ancient and counting.
In any case, this is about it for now. My very first post. My clean slate. Cheers!
In any case, the third semester of university will be commencing soon. No matter how cliché it sounds, time really flies by. No really. It seems just like yesterday or maybe the day before yesterday that I stepped foot into NUS without a clue on how bidding works or where the best eateries are located. And here I am, entering my second year. It's only a matter of time (a few months) before I complete 2 decades on this planet. If you think hard enough, 2 decades is no joke. 20 whole years. Plenty of events can transpire within 20 years. Over the span of 20 years, 2 platypuses (or is the plural platipi? have always been confused) can mature, grow old and die consecutively. I'd have lived the maximum number of years a porcupine can survive for on earth. My goodness. I'm ancient and counting.
In any case, this is about it for now. My very first post. My clean slate. Cheers!
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