My FML Life 5:20 PM

In other FML news, I had to pay RM350 to the Desaria management for utilities I DID NOT EVEN INCUR.

Its like this.  I went through an entire semester without receiving a single utility bill.  This led me to think that my housemates were the thrifty, utility-conserving type, but how wrong I was.  The management told me my housemates may have thrown away the bill after it was posted on our door each time. They broke down the RM350 sum into monthly averages and it came up to almost RM100 each month! 

I COULD NOT POSSIBLY have incurred that huge bill because I only stay from Monday to Thursday, sometimes even less.  And to top it off, I have never even once used the air conditioner!  FML.  Now I have to pay RM350 for something I didn't use.

The good news is that I've checked out of Desaria (after two and a half years) and am seriously reconsidering staying there next semester.  Hopefully a better (read: cheaper) option presents itself soon.  For now, I'm just glad to be home. 

But it DOES look beautiful at night, doesn't it?

Happiness is... The End of a Semester! 2:34 AM

After all the hard work, stress and strain, toiling and boiling for an entire semester, the end is quite a relief.

We finished editing our final drama on Wednesday and the result is a satisfactory video for us first-time filmmakers. I can't post it here though because we didn't manage to save it in Quicktime movie (we tried, but only the audio was saved). Bummer, now I can't even show people our hard work :(

I won't be having much of a holiday as internship starts next Tuesday. And there are extracurricular activities afoot. I'm not complaining though, I love work and working. Let's hope I don't have to eat my words when I'm drowning in busyness.

Dinner's ready. Tata y'all. And happy holidays.

P.S.
Christmas is almost here!!!

If I Could Turn Back Time 2:33 AM

I am now officially exam-free, hence the new blog post.

And now that the PR exam is over, let me grouch about it. First off, thanks Leeyi for the lovely wishes yesterday, but as much as I crave a HD, I don't think its quite possible. I studied hard, made sure I read everything, memorized case studies, yet I wasn't able to put it all on paper. The lecturer kept reminding us that we have to write as much as possible, to fill out page after page because apparently, that shows how 'knowledgeable' you are.

I think that's a bunch of crap. Just because you can fill an exam booklet to the brim doesn't prove anything, other than your speed-writing abilities. Its such a frustratingly stupid criteria to grade exams by, not that exams are a good measure in the first place.

So there I was struggling to meet the criteria (7 pages for Section A, 3 pages for each question in Section B) and failing. That's one of my epic weaknesses when it comes to exams - I am somehow unable to write lengthy expositions (it doesn't help that I write slowly). Then again, I probably spent too much time thinking and not writing.

As I headed home on the bus however, a thought struck me. My entire happiness seemed to depend on doing well in an exam; my whole life revolved around my grades. I was positively possessed by it, by the number of A's I can get on my transcript. Its hard to explain why this is so important to me. Getting good grades hardly makes you a better person - you are neither more beautiful nor more fulfilled, and the pressure to get the next A is more a curse than a blessing.

Its out of my hands now, but as the saying goes, "do your best and leave the rest to God". So I will. I just wish this wasn't so important to me. It consumes me and makes me a wreck.