IDEA
Just had IDEA (Innovation Design and Enterprise in Action) and I dun think I did that well for my first ‘assignment’. We were asked not to think of anything (already an impossibility) and then draw whatever we wanted.
Then we were supposed to make clay models of a portion of our drawing. The idea behind it was creativity. wtf. So nevermind, just do as much (and as well) as I can. Don’t think my lecturer was too impressed with it.
I mean really, I’m not trying to be sore about it (though it does seem that way doesn’t it?) but how in the world do you judge creativity? How do you put a grade to it? The fact that I’m more logically inclined then creative does’t help much either.
I’m in an IT course for crying out loud. Not a Design/Multimedia one. Damn, have a bad feeling about this module already.
Five Months on
Its been 5 months today. I still miss you.
And I find my posts getting shorter and shorter.
Fight on
Its now the midst of O Levels.
To the Sec 4 Victorians who see this, GO STUDY!!
The end is in sight, but the battle has yet to end.
Press on…
Fight on…
Disappointing
CIC Campfire was disappointing.
Thats all I have to say.
Good night.
ACS (Junior) Father and Son Camp
Hmm, didn’t blog about it yesterday as I was (for some warped reason) really shagged.
It was an interesting camp. Challenging to say the least. Lets just say having to run activities for primary school kids and their fathers _at the same time_ ain’t exactly a piece of chocolate cake..
On the brightside, its been quite a learning experience. That and the fact that I can use my pay to buy the books I need for this Semester; all $160++ of it, and still have some to put away. =)
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In line with my Effective Interpersonal Communication course, which requires us to reflect on our emotions and list the effect of that emotion on ourselves, I shall attempt to do so.
Felt rather uncomfortable during the nightwalk where we were stationed at various points in the Bukit Timah Forest (a feeling akin to the VS Sec 3 Camp feeling earlier this year which saw me having my swiss knife ready should something attack me) although thankfully it was much milder.
So I shall reflect on that fear.
It honestly speaking wasn’t fear of the dark. Nor was it fear of the unknown. Nor fear of being left alone. It felt more like fear of being afraid..
Which brings me to the question, is there such a thing as fear of fear? hmm..