Small entry before I go upstairs and... sleep/talk~ ^^''
Didn't want to be too confident before I got my results, but now that the results have all been released, I can safely say that... L will be graduating from Usyd! =D This last semester has really been quite a learning process. My last semester being in the same class as good friends like JC and doing essays (and panicking) together with TT, and quite a lot of things happened, like, my first time walking into a quiz without actually knowing there was a quiz on (my gosh, that was a shock, yet surprisingly the results were better than one that I actually studied for... why??? o O) and... gained some confidence in my own academic achievement I guess...
Small story back into L's past:
Being the youngest with an elder brother and sister, one might think that I must be spoilt silly, with both my siblings looking after me and all. Those who are the youngest will understand: siblings set the standard- the bar, for it is in everyone's nature to compare and rival, and for me, both my siblings are smart. They do really well academically and of course, my parents are proud of them. Me? Well... haha, my parents understand that I'm not good academically (though my dad likes to think otherwise and say I'm smart but lazy... partial truth there, but... let's just say, my brother can churn out a philosophy essay worth a HD in one night... me, it'll take a few weeks. That's the difference) and they say I'm more creative, musical, etc etc. Just to make me feel better ^^ My sister is good in the way she deals with people, my brother is eccentric but an amazing writer and editor. We're all different and good in separate areas.
Last semester, all the subjects I took required writing. Essay writing. I had no exams, only essay after essay. When it comes to writing, of course, I would think of how good a writer my brother is, how he scored HD in his philosophy classes and journalism subjects, how he could do his take-home exams in a matter of hours and get those great marks.
What leads to one's downfall?
Lack of confidence.
Sure, I couldn't do my essays in a few hours (gosh, I cannot imagine the marks I would have gotten if I did that- most likely I won't even pass my subjects) but tried anyway. It's not like I had a choice really ^^'' had absolutely no confidence I could get anything above a pass for my essays.... and I was right. I failed my first essay (ouch, why am I admitting this on a public blog??) and it was a Japanese one. Double ouch. Thank goodness I handed in my second essay before I got my first one back, because I would have lost all incentive to write anymore and given up if I did. Second essay- philosophy. Was fairly certain I was going to get a crappy mark. TT would know- I was whinging the whole way to collect it. Had no confidence, but he did in me and we had this bet going about my results.
He won. I like to think it's because he ALWAYS wins in bets, or that it was a good day for the marker and he was in a good mood when he was reading my essay.
It got better from that point, and yay, to cut a long story short, my other essays came back with better marks than an F or a pass. End of long story.
Moral: Have confidence in what you do. Oh, and support others too, because you never know when you'll need support yourself.
Realised how important and how relieving it is when there is someone there for you.
Small entry became a long one.. hm... I shall stop being so emo now.
Graduating! Mixed feelings there, but I'll be back in uni next year! (Hopefully...)
Didn't want to be too confident before I got my results, but now that the results have all been released, I can safely say that... L will be graduating from Usyd! =D This last semester has really been quite a learning process. My last semester being in the same class as good friends like JC and doing essays (and panicking) together with TT, and quite a lot of things happened, like, my first time walking into a quiz without actually knowing there was a quiz on (my gosh, that was a shock, yet surprisingly the results were better than one that I actually studied for... why??? o O) and... gained some confidence in my own academic achievement I guess...
Small story back into L's past:
Being the youngest with an elder brother and sister, one might think that I must be spoilt silly, with both my siblings looking after me and all. Those who are the youngest will understand: siblings set the standard- the bar, for it is in everyone's nature to compare and rival, and for me, both my siblings are smart. They do really well academically and of course, my parents are proud of them. Me? Well... haha, my parents understand that I'm not good academically (though my dad likes to think otherwise and say I'm smart but lazy... partial truth there, but... let's just say, my brother can churn out a philosophy essay worth a HD in one night... me, it'll take a few weeks. That's the difference) and they say I'm more creative, musical, etc etc. Just to make me feel better ^^ My sister is good in the way she deals with people, my brother is eccentric but an amazing writer and editor. We're all different and good in separate areas.
Last semester, all the subjects I took required writing. Essay writing. I had no exams, only essay after essay. When it comes to writing, of course, I would think of how good a writer my brother is, how he scored HD in his philosophy classes and journalism subjects, how he could do his take-home exams in a matter of hours and get those great marks.
What leads to one's downfall?
Lack of confidence.
Sure, I couldn't do my essays in a few hours (gosh, I cannot imagine the marks I would have gotten if I did that- most likely I won't even pass my subjects) but tried anyway. It's not like I had a choice really ^^'' had absolutely no confidence I could get anything above a pass for my essays.... and I was right. I failed my first essay (ouch, why am I admitting this on a public blog??) and it was a Japanese one. Double ouch. Thank goodness I handed in my second essay before I got my first one back, because I would have lost all incentive to write anymore and given up if I did. Second essay- philosophy. Was fairly certain I was going to get a crappy mark. TT would know- I was whinging the whole way to collect it. Had no confidence, but he did in me and we had this bet going about my results.
He won. I like to think it's because he ALWAYS wins in bets, or that it was a good day for the marker and he was in a good mood when he was reading my essay.
It got better from that point, and yay, to cut a long story short, my other essays came back with better marks than an F or a pass. End of long story.
Moral: Have confidence in what you do. Oh, and support others too, because you never know when you'll need support yourself.
Realised how important and how relieving it is when there is someone there for you.
Small entry became a long one.. hm... I shall stop being so emo now.
Graduating! Mixed feelings there, but I'll be back in uni next year! (Hopefully...)
1 comment:
Congratulations!
Do the results matter anymore? You're gonna graduate!
Throw that hat high in the air!
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