What's next?
Celebrate or (and) weep, then what's next?
I didn't feel as excited anymore when I am getting this semester's results, except that I am afraid I would get a C/D for my worst core module. I am really glad that I have gotten a B for that with a surprising A for another core module which I think I thought i would never get that grade (Yay, I managed to prove that I am still able to survive in a class of crossover students). Other than that, I didn't bother as much about my GPA as the last time. I am satisfied, and this semester is so called the first time when I didn't really take results to heart, really (but I will still put in my very best in the things I do). I am happy that I did :)
Over the past few weeks, I had been enjoying my hols except the "sick" weeks and suddenly, a thought chanced upon me thinking about what I want to do to better myself as a future teacher. Last semester, I plucked up my courage to go to pets shelter and want to do smth that other people wouldn't do. Initially, this semester, I told myself to enjoy as much as I can bcoz I would not be having such a good life after next semester. However, perhaps my passion in educating students grew, I suddenly wouldn't want to waste my hols to just indulge in my own enjoyment. Time will tell.
2 hours plus ago, my NTU friends were nervously checking their GPA results. They cheered, they celebrated for their good results (Not too sure about those who weeped) in wadsapp. At that moment, words of congratulation filled the next part of the convo. At that moment, I was thinking back during my year 1, recalling the feelings I had when getting the results compared to today. A pretty good difference from now. Maybe, throughout the two and the half years, 5 semesters of uni life, I started to see and learn alot of subtle things that are more often than not, overlook by the rest. All my JC teacher said uni life is a pretty carefree life- I would not say it's rubbish. Although the uni life they had were very different from now given the tough competiveness, it's really up to us how we want to spend our last few years of life studying. For me, I have been wanting to change, from the girl who just blindly study and burn midnight oil to a rational one who knows how to seize the right opportunity and tactics to study smart and perform just as well. I am happy to be able to see some light. And so, in response to the wadsapp convo thing, I reacted, "Celebrate or (and) weep, then what's next?" This is always the seemingly easy but challenging personal question to answer.
And it's up to ourselves to decide and take the stride.
I didn't feel as excited anymore when I am getting this semester's results, except that I am afraid I would get a C/D for my worst core module. I am really glad that I have gotten a B for that with a surprising A for another core module which I think I thought i would never get that grade (Yay, I managed to prove that I am still able to survive in a class of crossover students). Other than that, I didn't bother as much about my GPA as the last time. I am satisfied, and this semester is so called the first time when I didn't really take results to heart, really (but I will still put in my very best in the things I do). I am happy that I did :)
Over the past few weeks, I had been enjoying my hols except the "sick" weeks and suddenly, a thought chanced upon me thinking about what I want to do to better myself as a future teacher. Last semester, I plucked up my courage to go to pets shelter and want to do smth that other people wouldn't do. Initially, this semester, I told myself to enjoy as much as I can bcoz I would not be having such a good life after next semester. However, perhaps my passion in educating students grew, I suddenly wouldn't want to waste my hols to just indulge in my own enjoyment. Time will tell.
2 hours plus ago, my NTU friends were nervously checking their GPA results. They cheered, they celebrated for their good results (Not too sure about those who weeped) in wadsapp. At that moment, words of congratulation filled the next part of the convo. At that moment, I was thinking back during my year 1, recalling the feelings I had when getting the results compared to today. A pretty good difference from now. Maybe, throughout the two and the half years, 5 semesters of uni life, I started to see and learn alot of subtle things that are more often than not, overlook by the rest. All my JC teacher said uni life is a pretty carefree life- I would not say it's rubbish. Although the uni life they had were very different from now given the tough competiveness, it's really up to us how we want to spend our last few years of life studying. For me, I have been wanting to change, from the girl who just blindly study and burn midnight oil to a rational one who knows how to seize the right opportunity and tactics to study smart and perform just as well. I am happy to be able to see some light. And so, in response to the wadsapp convo thing, I reacted, "Celebrate or (and) weep, then what's next?" This is always the seemingly easy but challenging personal question to answer.
And it's up to ourselves to decide and take the stride.
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