Friday, August 30, 2013

Phoneless

I bought my charger to school today without bringing my phone. What a genius move.

So SMU's CCA fair was today, proudly termed as "Vivace", means "lively", the school was pretty much buzzing. Except my phone.

Thank God for the morning class I had with Zian, it was a "given" that we walked around together, along with 2 new friends I've made (also from NY!). We took around an hour plus to cruise along the whole basement.

Anyway, I signed up for pretty much stuff, include Voix, Habitat for Humanity, Strategica, Run Team, Tchouk and CF. Giving myself more option than no choice, but too much on the plate ah. I would have to reset my priorities.

I went home and checked my phone. Not much whatsapp, 2 missed calls, 3 messages. Rather decent. I was actually betting with myself if any of my camp groups would call for each other's company during Vivace. Surprisingly (or expectedly), none of them did. I'm not disappointed about this, but I've been thinking if I have made any real friends from the 5 camps I've been to. Sometimes I do get jealous of those groups who are so bonded, joining any event SMU can provide, going out week after week, going for supper etc.. It's like they're having so much fun.

Or are they?... Social media can lie. Just because pictures were posted on fb, insta, twitter doesn't mean they're having the best time of their lives. Or I'm just bitter about it..

Nevertheless, I am looking forward to the time when CCA starts and I can make like-minded friends. CCA was the source of my friendships in JC too. Right now, I really treasure the friendship I share with Jin and Shuangling, especially after meeting SO MANY people that seem fun, enthusiastic and appealing. Our friendship was cultivated on so much tears, blood, fun, eccentricities, you-name-it-we-did-it. I'm likely to be more of a "few close friends rather than many just-friends".

I'm still adapting to uni life, still adapting to class part. However I realise my major flaw is thinking too much. I tend to formulate my ideas and sentence such that it'll suit the taste of the masses, and by that time I do that, my initial thoughts have disappeared and it'll be too late- someone got their hand raised already. In chinese, it'll be called 有话就说,有屁快放。


By the way, I'm quite upset about a friend who took my generosity for granted. How?!

Monday, August 19, 2013

It's so fluff-y I'm gonna die!

Today marks the start of 4 years in SMU.

Nothing content heavy was presented today, but yet I almost fell asleep for my first lesson. Or maybe that's why..

As you know, SMU focuses a lot on class participation, which is actually graded. So you are graded for sharing your views.

Many told me that I suit this seminar-style of learning, I myself think so too. Outspoken, daring, enthusiastic would probably be my attributes. But guess what, I HATE FLUFF!

I had Business, government and society along with Creative Thinking today. ALL ARE FLUFF. As long as as you speak out, present your ideas in a coherent manner, you'll do well. But obviously the profs look more for quality than frequency, which would also translate to the fact that your responses should be more unconventional. Stating something simple yet true may not earn you any points, when everyone could have pointed the same thing out.

Furthermore, I realised language plays a damn important role in these fluff modules. My english sucks and communicating thoughts into spoken words was never my forte. The people who actually spoke out today have a certain standard and I'm just stoning, jaw dropped, thinking of how to survive for the next 14 weeks.

For the benefit of doubt, today was only my first day. I have pysch lesson tmr and I'm kinda looking forward to it. I can't wait to start an interesting debate, such as econs vs pysch, rationality vs irrationality. It's still early to discuss that but I'm hoping for it (so that I can whip out my knowledge). It's probably socsci that interests me more la.

Hopefully I'll get used to the whole "class part" thing and learn to speak up. Have to get rid of the fear-of-getting-judged in me. University is a different ball game. Who cares about the As.