For one of my educational psychology modules, I had to write a reflection on a negative experience I had with one of my teachers and what could the teacher have done differently.
My blog has been inactive for a few months.. time to post something or it'll be just another dead blog. Just finished 5 weeks of attachment and I survived dealing with all the tortured souls. But kinda missing those cheeky buggers - they're really cute! Especially the ones in lower sec.
Although they're really adorable, I'm glad I still have 2 years before I graduate. Being a student is so much more fun! Less responsibility and I dont have to wake up at 6am everyday! 2 years will fly really quickly - just like my first 2 years in NIE.
School's gonna reopen next week. Yay! I'm officially a student again! Not a 'cher, just a student haha
Year 2, Sem 2 is officially over. Glad I survived an entire semester of funky modules where I had to:
study the history of history
write reviews of book reviews
motivate myself to write my motivation essay
acquire the concepts of language acquisition
Wonder what other interesting modules will they come up with next semester
Had to transcribe a conversation for my Analysing Text module and I realised that my voice is super high-pitch and I sound so whiny! OMG! I feel like slapping myself.
Now I'll try to make a conscious effort not to be so whiny and sound so bimbotic. Argh didn't realise that my voice's so irritating all this while
Recess Week is almost over and I hardly did any work. All I did was eat.sleep.eat.sleep
I spent more time on Youtube and Facebook than on my assignments. Now I'm starting to PANIC.
I don't want Recess Week to end. I love staying at home and waking up anytime I want. boo
Love this video! click here
Didn't know that Singlish can be so entertaining haha
Today I almost had to make a very important decision:
To be knocked down by a car or be ripped apart like a chicken wing by a huge dog.
Here's what happened: I was waiting by the traffic light when a HUGE dog that's probably half my size came. It may be on a leash but it looked like it could overpower its owner and rip me apart like chicken wing! I was scared to death and was seriously contemplating dashing across the road. The only thing stopping me was the thought that the dog might not find my skinny legs appetizing while dashing across the road would definitely land me in a hospital or 6 feet under.
But if the dog had shown any indication of having me for dinner, I would sprint across the road. Somehow having a quick death or at worse broken bones and internal injuries seem like a better option than to be slowly ripped apart, limb by limb. Ouch!
Thankfully I did'nt tickle the dog's fancy or I'll be spending Recess Week in a hospital.