yet another B. Thankfully this is a B+. Hope i improve...

Let go.

How do you do a 45-minute Bio paper worth 100 marks? I couldn't. I think I'm done for.

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List of Frustration

• Using three days doing nothing but coming up with my draft, of which 4 hours was used on writing the actual thesis
  
  
• Not sleeping as a result of the essay
  
  
• My Language and Human professor called me a "Native Chinese Speaker". har har
  
  
• Looking at calligraphy and laughing at it in class, with my professor subtly fuming at my irreverence. Am I going crazy?
  
  
• Me getting back my Art History essay tomorrow
  
  
• My convoluted Math teacher who taught integration by parts without teaching LIATE
  
  
• The so elusive help I require for my Math test. I made a trip to the library to find a Math Tutor, only to hear from her that the integral of sinx is cos x... yes, you also insulted me by telling me Si(x) can be integrated...
  
  
• My midterm Math exam is tomorrow and I haven started studying. And I still don't understand limits. EXAM...
  
  
• What am I doing here online?

I still won't be online. Work is crazy. Essays are calling me. Midterm for Biology is next week too! Then there's homework...

Hello Winter

Just on Sunday, a heat wave was sweeping across the US, and temperatures soared to 32 degrees. This morning I woke up freezing cold. I usually sleep with my window open but this morning, the temperature had suddenly plummeted to 6 degrees.

I usually change into my PE clothes first in my room, then walk over to the Athletics centre for PE. For the first time today, I wore my usual clothes, then went to the Athletics center to change into my PE clothes for my Conditioning class, because I was pretty sure I couldn't make it there in 3 minutes without freezing.

Everyone was wearing some sort of winter clothing. Some wore a beanie. That marks the start of Winter, abruptly.

Accused

I required help (serious help) in writing my paper, so I went to find the PhD student to help me by submitting my first draft that I struggled on for 4 days, with the final day culminating with no sleep.

She says my grammatical errors are far "too distracting" (which is true, I really had far too many grammatical errors). She kind of insulted me by asking me to "find a native English speaker" for help... Nevermind about that. I really just left the errors inside without proofreading.

Imagine to my dismay when she tells me I committed plagiarism in my final paragraph "because it is far too good, free of grammatical errors and detached from the main body" that I "could be put forward a disciplinary committee and face expulsion".

I didn't copy from anywhere. I merely did that paragraph on a different day.

I worked so hard for it, and I'm accused. But oh well, at least she gave me lots of tips.

The paper's due Thursday... I've got to get over it and start serious work.

The Whiner

Do you notice how undergraduates are so successful at whining? I think I am becoming one of them. I haven't slept for a day...

Art Block

I'm supposed to be working on my art history paper. Alas, writer's block has struck me. I stared at the painting for 1 hour at the museum, but I can write nothing. It's sort of a still-life painting. The painting can be reduced to nothing but a void; A syntagmatic collection of nouns, devoid of any narration. It gains its own autonomy, having derived of meaning for itself as opposed to paradigmatic, at the expense of my time? It's due on Thursday, and I have barely begun on my draft. I have procastinated since last Tuesday.

Do I make sense? Maybe not to you. Maybe I don't even make sense. How do you abstract still life into an essay?

I'll be travelling 2 hours to this downtown shopping district tomorrow, where will I ever find the time to complete my paper? Gosh, I realize I'm extremely successful at procrastinating. One of the milestone virtues of the undergraduate student.

Art

When you breathe in the air, there is a smell. You can't really pinpoint the smell. How do you really describe it? But you know it is distinct. There is something about it that reminds you that it is different. Somehow, it feels different too.

Do you know what made me want to study abroad? During the December of 2003, I was watching Mona Lisa Smile. The art history class and the surroundings... something struck me, but I cannot pinpoint what.

So here I am today, October 2007, enrolled in a very exclusive class. There are only 13 students. My professor is a Visiting Professor from Yale.

But I fear about my writing assignments. My grades. If only I didn't have a nagging GPA to meet. Then I would be really enjoying this class... ok i shan't say more, in case my funding gets cut off as a result of this.