Friday, June 02, 2006
Finally I've made up my choice of university - it's none other than NUS.
I am accepting NUS based on a 50-50 risk. Why would I say so? Firstly, I have been offered a place of study at the Faculty of Arts and Social Sciences (FASS). But now, I am firm on vying for a place at the Business Faculty through an appeal. The reason for switch is simple: from a personal viewpoint, Arts and Social Science Faculty has become more of a 'dumping' ground. Polytechnic applicants (with a mere GPA of 3.0 on average) who cannot make it to the Business Faculty were instead offered a place of study at the FASS. What does this suggest?
When having dinner with boss yesterday, he agreed to my opinion and said "it has always been like this, unless you are keen on reading political science then it would be a different story."
Just before turning to bed, I submitted my appeal and wrote the following simple reasons:-
"After much thoughts over the past months, I feel more towards a Business education, especially so because I am from a business background while studying at Singapore Polytechnic. Advices from relatives and friends encouraged me to do likewise. It would be my greatest honour to be able to continue my business education at one of the world's most prestigious university - NUS."
Nevertheless, had I not been offered a place of study at the Business Faculty, I shall try my luck again the following year.
Having got my pay, I met up sr for lunch earlier today where I treated her to chicken rice at novena's best chicky foodhouse. We catch up with each other's daily life, some office politics of course, before I returned to Hotel Asia to continue the rest of the day's work.
The coach came late today, so shin and I could only leave at 8.20pm. On reaching home, I put down all my belongings, changed into my shorts and ran around the neighbourhood for 20 minutes.
And yes, while I was on the train back home and reading a book, a small flies (which I'm not sure what it was) dropped onto my page. I was paranoid, pondering if it was "kutu," because a bangala was standing beside me. Throughout the journey home, I felt my head, and even my body, was itchy. Fuck it.
Counting down to tuesday off, but tomorrow is only saturday, and I have worked for five days. I'm drained of all energy.
|Melvin Ng| 10:53 pm|
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