I believed an attitude change is really important. I must say I’ve learnt a lot from my comms and promo mgmt class.
In comms class,
Girl: Maybe it’s because people see her as a female, hence not strong leader.
Hot comms prof: This is ridiculous. Don’t make it into a gender issue -bcos it isn’t.
Girl: I’m just saying it’s a possibility. It’s not easy to handle that situation, especially when others are not really supportive of her as compared to having a man to take control in this case.
Prof: If you’re blaming this failure on her gender, then I would say it is never going to work. You can’t go into business with such a paradigm.
I find myself nodding vigorously at his comments in class. He changed my belief. I’m not going to tell anyone about the difference between a man/woman and how I belong to the former anymore. People shouldn’t judge or have preconceived perceptions of what a male/female leadership should be like. If I have to stand up for myself, I would say ‘No, this is not because of my sex. This is just me.’ :) & Prof is hilarious. I was just talking to myself, ‘Is this the same person?’ and he thought I said, ‘Is she lesbian?’ *laughs*
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Although many commented how dreadfully boring my PM Prof is, I feel motivated to listen to him and I think he has nice eyes. :P Today’s consultation with him makes me realized just how knowledgeable he is. He shared with me how knowledge is build upon knowledge, how research must go hand in hand with teaching to bring more up-to-date information and value to the class. & I’m pleasantly surprised that he actually has a funny side to him! I was asking him why does he have 2 laptops with him? He said, “one for each hand!” hahaha.
If only my gpa could skyrocket all the way till I graduate, I might consider being a prof as my retirement plan. I love the dynamics in this environment.
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Tyra banks is really one woman I look up to in so many ways. Through this season of ANTM, I think I get the main message which is, people are going to focus on your weakness. That is the reality. It is up to you to have the confidence to take their focus out of your weakness and be drawn to something more captivating. Classy.
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One last thing which really changes me a lot over this summer is my crisis management skills. Because of FTB, I’m faced with life & death decisions to make, faced with people with dislocated arm, asthmatic attacks and possible h1n1 carriers. I learnt to force myself to remain calm, to think rationally and to encourage people when they’re going through their hard or painful times. This makes me realized if I were to be thrown into another emergency situation again, I will not panick like a gan chiong spider like I used to. I can deal with it already. It’s encouraging to know that although my academic skills might have sucked for the past sem, I acquired life skills.
“I just want you to be yourself. Be a bigger yourself.” -Tyra
I always have it in the 1st few weeks of school -which totally sucks because I would lag behind by so much and it’s not a good start! Nonetheless, bitchiness allows me to get things done & so I shall.
Anws, obama is a real charmer. :D I love his presentation skills & image. (speaking of which, I seem to grow a liking for Black Americans ever since my craziness over Michael Jordan)
But I shall share my love with everyone! Hahah. Here’s a video of his speech:
Which reminds me.. of the many different and prominent personality tests I’ve taken, my potential careers always include being a politician. I think it’s really quite a cool job.. if not for the fact that I’m in the wrong place. ;P
[disclaimer: Not written with any specific example in mind. Wrote this bcos I want to get it out and ponder upon it while I type.]
She is making me more worried than ever. It saddens me to see confused girls making the same mistake again and again. I wonder if I care too much since I can’t see how my concern helps to alleviate her pain nor solve the problem. Everyone can see where the problem lies but why not her? I know she is smart enough to realize it but the power of self-denial SERIOUSLY amazed me sometimes. Besides, she is not the first who is in this spell. There are quite a no. of my dearies caught in the same situation as well. As emphatic as I am, I feel like slapping every single one of them to wake up. :/
But I can’t critique anyone if I have not settled my personal matters. Hmm, there are some impt conversations I’ve been putting off. I look at all the issues and take the stand of ‘we’ll see how it goes’ but things are not improving, not even changing. I know you’re not comfortable of confrontations but sweeping things under the carpet just alienates me from you. I’m quite sick of putting up a happy front. It’s almost akin to a volcano eruption. It just keeps building up within me. I’m not touching this matter for now because I don’t want to be deemed making a mountain out of a molehill. The question I’d rather left unanswered -Are we on to our separate ways?
tell me it’s not happening, again and again.
Pulling myself back to Earth, I feel slightly soothed by the sounds of celebration surrounding me. It’s interesting to know why Malays hold their weddings at HDB void decks in Singapore. My tutee thought it was part of their tradition. *burst out laughing* In a typical Malay wedding, guests are invited to partake of a meal on Sunday and this is usually held in the void deck so as to accommodate the large number of guests invited and cut costs. I wonder if there is a better location unexplored?
Cass thinks specialisation is very impt -if I have a major, at least there is smtg for me to fall back on. Dad said thr is too much things to learn and the structure of university is to provide me with an area to focus on. (whoever says not having a major will result in lack of focus? :/)
I got quite tired these days thinking about the plan for my future. With me being so anal about details and clarity, it gets taxing sometimes. (Which probably explains why I can fell asleep almost instantaneously on the train whenever I get a seat. =P)
Hmm. Talking with my parents make me feel like a 20-year-old. As I watched a play “Any Last Words?” my dear ams performed in on Friday, the character which I’m most captivated by is death. As we go about with our mundane life, we forgot the importance of time. We did not realize time is ticking away & so are our lives. Life is what we make out of it and I’m trying my best here. Can’t you see? Why do I have this negative thought in the bottom of my heart that I always stand corrected?
Back to the topic of age, I have always believe that maturity does not necessarily comes with age. & I’m starting to worry about my almost-stagnant maturity level, in terms of thoughts. How can I still bear grudges like a 16 year old girl? -.-
This post seems to get increasingly emo. (hahah) Whatever it is, I WILL always get up after a fall -even if I cry like a baby or whine like a 3-year-old kid or grumble like an 80-year old woman.
I’m resolved to work on my EQ =)
Speaking of which, Roger gave me an interesting IQ qn to kill boredom :D
“A jailer lines up 4 prisoners, ABCD. D can only see ABC, C can only see AB, B can only see A and A cannot see anyone. He blindfolds them and puts hats on them from a selection of 3 white ones, 2 black ones and 1 red. With the hats on their heads, their blindfolds are then removed and if anyone guesses the hat on his head correctly, they will all be released. Only A shouted the correct answer. What is the colour of his hat?”
I SOLVED IT *claps hands happily* Try it & tell me the answer with explanation!! Really fun :)
When we FINALLY have our corns-meet-up, I totally can’t control my excitement and joy.
I went running ,screaming & hugging onto Jojo when I see my PREEETY girl again! I don’t even give a damn about how bimbotic I look or how many weird looks from bystanders did I get. The blissful feeling was indescribable. <3 I’m so glad that we have our heart-to-heart talk and I almost forgot how both of us are on the same wavelength when it comes to thinking about stuffs (:
& corns Reunited when beaby joined us! *silly grins*
I was really high not bcos of the drinks nor the music but bcos my girls were there. How my sweeties protected me from lecherous guys -how they sandwiched me while I can dance & enjoy myself freely. How we kissed at Zouk & shocked the dudes*grins* How we constantly look out for each other. After last year’s terribly unforgettable experience during ftb bash, I realized it’s the COMPANY that matters.
& I seriously appreciate Keeto who accompanied me everywhere I go just to take care of me. I feel so safe and protected! *sweet smile*
& my freshies are really fun & sporting to be with. *satisfied grin*
Signing off as a happy girl who feels damn pampered (:
As results-oriented as I am, it really doesn’t matter to me whether he gets into Dunman High or not. Pride comes before a fall and sometimes, we need failures to remind us how hard it is to get to the top.
Despite the effort and time we invested in getting him into the school, the application wasn’t successful. Looking at his sad face and eyes filled with emotions, how can my heart not ache. We were so hopeful. Turning away from my hug only exposes your character more to me. We’re so similar -too proud to accept failure, too afraid to be loved and too paranoid to let ourselves go.
20 years on this Earth -I learnt that life always have some lessons it will teach you. Sometimes, they might be so minor that you missed it. In other times, they might hurt you so badly that you can’t even recovered from the trauma, what’s more to grasp the lessons you can gain from it.
A stinging ego is best used to stimulate motivation. I hope he’d learn to use it -like how I learnt.
I never feel so strongly about something before. But now I do. I feel that this brother of mine will never let me down. At least, not this time (:
Let’s dance in style, let’s dance for a while Heaven can wait we’re only watching the skies
Hoping for the best, but expecting the worst
Are you gonna drop the bomb or not
Let us die young or let us live forever We don’t have the power, but we never say never
Sitting in a sand-pit, life is a short trip
The music’s for the sad men.
Can you imagine when this race is run Turn our golden faces into the sun
Praising our leaders, we’re getting in tune
The music’s played by the mad men
Forever young, I want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever, forever, forever?
Forever young, I want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever, forever, forever?
Some are like water, some are like the heat
Some are a melody, some are the beat
Sooner or later they all be gone
Why don’t they stay young?
It’s so hard to get old without a cause
I don’t want to perish like a fading horse Youth is like diamonds in the sun
and diamonds are forever
So many adventures couldn’t happen today
So many songs that we forgot to play
So many dreams swinging out of the blue
We let them come true
Forever young, I want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever, forever, forever?
Listening to such a reminiscing song brings back poignant memories..
I remember how easy it was to be happy and go crazy with corns without needing to give a damn to the rest of the world. But now, each one of us keeps sacrificing our time to do many other stuffs just to cling on the hope of meeting up with each other soon.
Babes, just want to let you know I feel so deeply moved to see all your efforts made just to meet me.
