I'm a Psychology major at NUS... tsk, please don't ask me to read your mind.. That's not what we do.
Left-handed and proud of it
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singing
running.. to clear my mind
reading.. legal thrillers especially
shopping!!
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orange, lemon, lime.. anything that's citrus and sour.. eeks
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Friday, October 13, 2006
Sheesh, I'm taking a break from editing my pathetic term paper now...
It's tough when I've to critically examine a alternative framework which is hard to disprove, and yet at the same time, hard to prove. After spending 4 days reading journal articles over and over again, trying to summarize the key concepts and pin-pointing substantial findings to support my assertion, and what do I have now? 2 pages full of crap! Argh.
When there is a page limit, we can only afford to include the main points, and in-text citations (APA-style) simply take up more space than the main text do (at least for mine... )! Nonetheless, we can usually get around this limitation by reducing the margin widths=p But, this time round, my prof actually restrict the margin widths as well. WTF! How to write a solid essay like that? I'm contemplating using footnotes/endnotes but I'm not familiar with the format and I'm just.. simply LAZY!
LAZY. Yes, that's right. I did an exercise in my adolescent psychology's class that requires us to write down what others think of me and what I think I am. So, it basically goes like "My parents/friends think I am... BUT I am really..."
My friends think I am a mugger but I am really... NOT A MUGGER!!!
Ok, I admit I may be slightly close to that but I detest the negative connotation that goes with it. I'm not a nerd. In fact, I've been called a HIMBO but someone. Just last night, I met an old schoolmate and we chatted. I was stumped most of the time during the intermittent conversation, especially when it comes to the nuclear test in Pyongyang. Oh, wtf, how would I know? ... I was just stupidified by how little I knew. Maybe I am dumb after all.
Maybe I am too focused on getting good grades that I would prefer to do my readings than to read the newspapers. I'm sure I'm not alone but that doesn't make it any better. Am I getting my focus right? Is getting into dean's list that important? I wouldn't want to spend my entire youth fighting for something which I vaguely know what it means to me.
Taking up a position in the executive committee of a society - Is that what I want for myself or for others to see? Taking up singing again - Is that what I really want to concentrate on or do I want to move on to try other stuff? Somehow, I feel really lost...It seems like the haze has penetrated into my life. I can't distinguish the expectations of others and those of my own now...
