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You know how people say "Oh, Math is so hard!", "Macro econs is a bitch", "What the hell am I doing? I hate CSE!", "AQ is so hard, I hate it"... And when you tell people that you're doing Psychology, they seem to say, "Oh wow, that's so interesting! So like what, are you using psychology on me?" I cringe at those questions. It's funny, suddenly the person whom you're sharing a conversation with just turns into a narrow-minded 2 year old. Let me ask you this, What's harder- Forcibly memorising economic/ mathematical equations OR, having EVERYTHING that you were brought up with questioned? You tell me. Today's lesson was the first a completely non-scientific, more philosophical approach to psychology. Dear God, please give me strength. Please. |
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Some time ago, in Psychology class, we were discussing the notion of religion and the fact that distant-prayer doesn't work. For instance, if I had a sick aunt in Singapore, I would pray that God would answer my prayers for her to get better. However, scientists had shown that this does not work. It could even be dangerous. Having been brought up in a Catholic home, and having spent 11 years in a Catholic instituition, I felt annoyed. How could anyone diss others' religions? I felt as if I had been cheated. This belief had always been with me since I was a little girl, and yet, it has proven to be untrue. Today, we were introduced to the Split-Brain Research. After which, a question was included in our discussion and this is what was said, "Do you know the soul? Does this mean that it doesn't exist?" As we discussed this topic. I felt so angry. Perhaps, it's because my frontal lobe is not completely developed that I feel so strongly about this. Perhaps it's because I was brought up with such strong religious beliefs that I feel so strongly about this. Perhaps, it's because it's ok to diss everyone's religion except one's one, that I feel so strongly about this. Who knows. |
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My blog, http://xanga.com/boxandcox will no longer be in use as I like to keep to my "a new blog for a new year" tradition. And so, you can find me at http://xanga.com/palpiter |
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So... I was initially accepted in to the Senior Secondary programme in Columbia College, but when I explained to them that I had done a year of Junior College in Singapore, they reviewed my files and took me in for the Accelerated Programme. & this means that NOTHING can stand in my way of getting that Degree for now because I am starting on my Uni subjects this semester and have to complete them by the next semester. I will be doing my first year of University in CC itself and in May 2010, I will do my 2nd year Uni in the university itself. END GOAL IN MIND ENA, END GOAL IN MIND. But... I still can't believe I have to take GEOG!!!! I'm going to be a "geog-er" now!! >:( So much for making fun of Dee and V!!! |
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Today was my first day of Orientation in Columbia College. Everyone thinks that I was crazy to have quit CJC although I had promoted. You should have seen the looks on everyone's faces. I was so amused at first, but it made me question if I had really made the right decision. Whatever it is, I can't look back now. |
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While shopping yesterday, I received a phonecall from my dad telling me some very awful news. My aunt owns a hotel in Manokwari, a little island in Indonesia. An earthquake struck in the morning and the whole building went down. Fortunately my aunt wasn't there, but everyone was trapped inside. By evening, only three people were found. We were worried sick and prayed hard that no one's lives had been lost. This morning, we received a phonecall saying that no one was severely injured and no one died! How great is our God! |
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Merry Christmas from Vegas! I am quite accustomed to buying Birthday and Christmas presents for myself. It's almost as if it's natural not to receive anything from my parents. Yes sure, I throw parties with their money and that costs more than the material gifts that I would like to receive from them. And so, last Christmas, when I received a Dior wallet, Gucci sunglasses and a huge Guess handbag for traveling from them, I was quite taken aback (even though I kinda cried for a 2 days before I could get my wallet, heehee). As usual, I received nothing but I am more than happy with my credit card and with that, I bought myself an Alexander McQueen clutch. So... I'm quite satisfied. I hope everyone's had a good one! |
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Today, my sister and I bejeweled a photo frame, and suddenly she looked up at me and said, "You know.. When you come back for good... Like really come back for good after a few years, I don't think we will be like this anymore." And when I asked, "what do you mean, by like this?". She replied, "I mean, we won't be so close, we will be like strangers.. It will be a little bit sad." I looked at her, and this was the first time round, I couldn't give her a reply. |
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In 5 days, I will bid farewell to Singapore. And I'll see you in April or so..  |
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Life had run on and- it hit Izzie suddenly what was wrong with her, why she'd been feeling odd lately- she felt left behind. She had all the things she'd wanted: independence, her own apartment, wonderful friends, marvellous holidays, a jam-packed social life. And yet there was a sense of something missing, a flaw like a crack in the wall that didn't ruin the effect, but was still there, if you thought about it. She refused to believe the missing bit could be love. Love was nothing but trouble. Having a crack in her life because she didn't have someone to love was just such a goddamn cliche, and Izzie refused to be a cliche. Lessons in heartbreak by Cathy Kelly |
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"Do you know how much I'm going to miss you? I'm really going to miss you.." With that, I ran to my room and cried and when I came out of the room again, he came out and slapped some cash into my hand. Why am I not surprised. |
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I don't know what's funnier- The fact that you're such a fucker OR if bringing 3 luggage for a 4-day OCIP trip to Batam is? And to clarify, I did NOT bring 3 luggage. Can't you just leave me alone? I know you enjoy prying into everything. This is not the first time and here's something from me to you- You are such a fucker, you know that right? |
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AUDHKJDASLKJDN SADJASKDH LSKDHSUFBISDUHSLKDJF LAKJSDHF UFOIAYER8398719483V98Y RETHAEURBOIAUWHR EURIWUEHRCAIUEWRIUWERCOAIUERPOWEIURPAOIW this pretty much sums up what's gg on in my mind right now |
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How shall I put this? If you were true to your cause, you would never speak of those things. I am slowly starting to think that hey, guess what, you're just doing it be cause you think it's cool and everyone does it. You make me feel as if whatever you claim to have is in fact a desperate desire to feel accepted. Because if it were true, no one actually talks about it. |
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Last night, I cried so hard. It was the first time I did so this year. It's funny cause I used to cry so much more, but I just can't bring myself to do so. And after that, it was the first time in two weeks could sleep well. No disturbances, no rolling around in bed and all that. Anyhow, this morning Crescencia and I went swimming and then, we baked fairy cakes for 1T12's fund raising tmr! You know you want someeeeee! |
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