Uni Woes

today’s my day off work. i didn’t have much to do, that isn’t work or school related, nor had i anything planned. i mean, i tried to do something unusual yesterday morning, and went for a 10 minute rollerblading around the parking lots infront. i think that was a big mistake. first, it was too fucking cold. i almost froze my leg hair off. secondly, i realised that such a long hiatus from rollerblading resulted me me having sore bones and muscles today. i could barely wake up, much less walk around.

but i did go out anyways, just because i was bored and trying to avoid obvious chores (read: clean my damn room). Had to sell some textbooks that i had been too lazy to bring to uni to sell. It was a wasted effort though. apparently uni doesn’t sell things for us till term starts. weird policy i say. in my little trip though, i got distracted by slovvy and ruby, who was as hyper as ever. we sat down and had a long gossip.

see, little miss cheater, who’s still undergoing the prep course, have somehow managed to progressed from the last few courses in general. i am not saying i doubt her intelligence, i believe she’s smart, but terribly lazy and a horrible plagiriser. however, when i met her on the bus yesterday, i discovered something really odd: she failed computing yet again. i understand people who have little to no interaction with computers before would have problems. that’s not hard to understand. she however, requested all kinds of help from the lecturer, and infact had TWO lecturers helping her with technology. to fail twice, and blaming it on the curriculum, the school timetable, and all her classmates (yes, she blames US for her failure), she takes the prize. slovvy said she won’t talk to anyone this term, and is terribly angry with the class. luckily, i am no longer with the class, otherwise i be in the path of her angst.

secondly, she suddenly and turned to ask me a few questions i know will spell trouble. “in uni, you don’t have to attend lectures right? it’s recorded right?” half her problems with coping with classes has NOTHING to do with the tight packed schedule. she has absolutly no work whatsoever. however, she’s terribly lazy. the first thing she ever does when she gets home is sleep. back during the ramadan month, she blames fasting for making her tired. now she blames the timetable for making her too tired to study.

but, i did warn her. yes you can skip classes. yes, some classes are recorded. this doesn’t mean you don’t attend classes either. the reason why there are less time for classes is because everyone’s too busy, and you have got tonnes of research and shit. she’s like “oh, don’t worry, i can handle it.” when i pointed out that lecturers would be too busy to attend to her questions as well, she was like, “i am a very independent student, i don’t ask teachers anything anyways.” yes woman, and that’s why you sat down with shaun for an hour after class every friday last term - to check out how his life is?

anyways, let’s ignore her. she annoys me even when i am not studying with her.

Ruby attends uni now, and ran into some problems. She’s in accounting (like most Asian students do), and while she got credit average for her electives, she failed her majors. O.o that poses a little problem. she’s fairly upset, not at the failure, but at the costs the failure is incurring. sigh. money is the root of all evil.

after i came home though, it appears my housemates were having a conference. one of those summer residers they had over when i first moved in, joey, was here to visit. he studies masters in accountancy in uni (asian again). after exchanging some courtesies, i queried after his exams. one of those days while i was looking for jordan and the uni admin peeps (to hurry up already with my app), i bumped into him finishing his exams with a look of consternation on his face. he was not happy, and felt he failed and was terribly worried.

and he did failed it.

He is terribly upset, and was over to discuss about his future plans. he doesn’t dare to go home, for the shame of his failure. but for another thing, he recognises now that accountancy perhaps isn’t the right course for him, and management might have been. he wants to stay on though, and decide on his next step in a more methodical manner, rather than being excluded from uni and having no particular choice. this is his second failure.

After warning him about dimia’s stance though, he has decided he will apply for CIT and then withdraw from UC altogether, so that he doesn’t have to explain his actions to DIMIA.

The thing about both cases though, isn’t about failure. hell, my failure is probably way more than theirs. It’s just, to gain some degree, ANY degree, that wouldn’t require them to use language skills, and being more practical as well, they chose paths that they know they are not meant for, or they just chose paths that look right. yes, interest might not be able to bring you money. but failures are just about as damaging to your cv too. think about it before venturing. and now joey’s so horribly broke too, he’s not sure how much he can hang on.

this is sounding a little familiar :p

at any rate though, joey said once he’s done with CIT, or whatever he does next, he might open a school in China when he goes back. an English school for people like him, but directed at kids generally. he said it’s good business. then, he asked if i would go over and teach. LOL?

here’s my tiny contribution to jake’s 4th of July…. albeit it’s a virtual contribution! (no stop staring at the name dammit)

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