Another trimester is coming to an end. What's left of this trimester is another 2 exam papers, to which I have not much confidence to do well. A particular module which I have been making constant progress actually gave me a huge setback in the form of my test results - I barely passed! This trimester's modules are kinda tough. Or rather, it's tough because the assignments, tests and exams are rather compact. Everything is due and everything warrants attention.
The enrollment of modules for next trimester didn't go smoothly for me. The online portal could not handle the heavy enrollment load of the students and shut out many students from enrolling in their required modules, me included. Emails, calls and even personal confrontation were used to make some "noise". Hopefully, they will give me my modules so I may graduate as planned. Else, my "noise" may be amplified further.
Academic stuff aside, I did go for some job interviews the past few weeks. I was shortlisted for the position but decided to turn it down in lieu of my decision to take 3 Year III modules next trimester, of which research has indicated that they are rather heavy. I have started giving tuition to a primary 6 girl last week. To think I actually promised myself not to give tuition anymore - How do I forgive someone for betraying my trust if that someone is me myself?
F and I(me) called on C at his NTU dorm sometime back. We were hoping to catch a glimpse of his "love interest". Alas! She wasn't available on that day. Anyway, even if we were "free-loading" at his dorm, we could still delude ourselves about living out the "study in a local university" dream. Joke!
I took what I like to think is a first step recently, and my legs were already wobbly and weak. Pathetic!
[Quotes]
"For all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are those 'It might have been.'" - John Greenleaf Whittier
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