Year 3 is so damn stressful.
Usually, I will only start to feel olympic-standard of kan cheong-ness in week 7. Now, its only week 3 and Im starting to feel sooo strained. All the classes i attend have so much readings, I think im going bonkers. Doesnt help that all those academic journals and articles use such chim language that is only fit for orang utans with IQ 300000000. Sigh..
And I agree with hanney the weather fucking sucks. Its is dehydrating my skin, and I look like a dried up prune that went for even more sun-tanning. >.<
So stressed over group presentations now. I can't stand irresponsible group members. And people who give me lame excuses. I know school work isn't everything, but at least it has to have SOME SORT OF PRIORITY over other stuff. Since year 1, I occasionally encounter group mates who spend so much time doing their personal/outside stuff, that it really irks me. So much for a nice-looking resume that shows you participate in God-knows what stuff, apart from being able to study. Its so unfair to other group members, some whom i see slogging their brains out. talking about this makes my blood boil, and my skin break out. GRR.
I NEED SOMETHING TO MAKE ME FEEL MORE ALIVE... AHHHH....
Each agent, wittingly or unwittingly, is a producer and reproducer of meaning... it is because subjects do not know what they are doing that what they do has more meaning than they know. --- Bourdieu---
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