Education VII

Education, why do I keep thinking of you even though you torment me so? You give me a headache sometimes yet you've brought me much joy at the same time when you are amenable and I get results. What a problematic thing! Sometimes, I think I'm in a love-hate relationship with you. I like you but I don't want you for the sake of wanting because then, you'd have lost your original meaning and my earnest pursuit of you. You give me a headache yet I cannot dump you. The times I spent with you, agonising over the little hiccups you threw up in our comfortable relationship, getting results from you, the days and nights we shared...You've entrenched yourself so deeply in my life. Even if I want to get rid of you, I can't. And I don't know how to. You've gained a foothold in my life and began to take on a meaning of your own. I like you but you give me problems. I cannot don't want you because you're so much a part of my life. The only thing I can do is live with you and the occasional headaches you give me. Honestly, if you don't give me any headaches, I'd enjoy my time with you more. Of course, that's impossible. You can see what a devil you are by making me think of and worry about you so much.

This is the 7th entry on "Education". I've not talked about any other topics with such frequency. Education is crazy. I've given up on Ethics since Week 2. It's just madness once school starts. That's an understatement. Old Lee told me that UMS' curriculum structure is like that: For every 1h we spend in class, we are supposed to spend another 3h outside class. Right. I guess the school administration must have forgotten to say to accomplish that 1h, 3h feat, we are certainly not expected to have any rest. And oh yea, don't forget you are supposed to be walking out of school presenting this brand new image of a hardworking graduate: wrinkles on your face, dark eye rings looking like a panda, or worse, a zombie. Oops, yah, we forgot to include that in the marketing campaign.

WY doesn't want to work but she's going to clear summer modules so she can graduate in 3 years instead of 4. Ironic. Instead of the usual 4 years, people these days want to graduate in 3.5, 4 years. In fact, they are eager to do so. When I first started Uni, I was caught up in this tidal wave of eagerness too. Now, I just want to enjoy my school life or what's left of it. WY is a nice friend and I feel sad that I'll probably not see her around school next term if she clears the summer modules. I have this selfish wish that she wouldn't be able to clear the summer modules so she'd have to come back next term. And maybe we can be in the same class again next term. Still, I guess we can still keep in touch even if I don't see her.

I think before the end of my UMS life, I'd have blogged 20 times on you. You and you and you, Education. You which brings me much joy and misery.