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Saturday, September 02, 2006
3:22 AM

I think I usually write better in the wee hours of the morning. I can officially call myself the nocturnal animal of the class-owl, (not pig, if some of you might be guessing) Anyway, it was just a few hours ago that my mum threw this piece of A3 paper into my face. And she went on and on and on about prelims being so near and if I do not study hard, I may not even have the qualifications to be a waitress, (ah, I see she share the same sentiments as me, perhaps an A' level certificate is required to wait on tables.) On that piece of A3 paper was a calendar of September. The first paper is E-math and lit on Monday. I did not bother looking further, and could not be bothered. (OH MY GOD. I JUST REALISED I MISSED THE KOREAN SHOW AT TEN O'CLOCK. SHIT SHIT SHIT.)

As I was saying, I could not be bothered. Suddenly about fifteen minutes ago, I was jolted into reality and this is the cold, harsh reality that I was really going to funk prelims, real bad. Suddenly there seems to be so much work, and I cannot seem to be able to do anything. As time ticks by really fast, I find myself in sleep/standby mode or in other words stoning. I keep fidgeting and I can't seem to sit still and just study. Hey, I attempted studying lit. BUT, how in the world does one study LIT?! I seem to be staring at words that do not mean a thing to me. I just see the words staring back and laughing silently at me, (muahahaha, see, who ask you to treat me like shit, making me crumpled and all. Now it's pay back time, you're going to funk your lit prelim) YES, I had a weird dream that the Twelfth Night text started talking to me. I wish it would talk to me and tell me what would come out for prelim and not do that evil laughter.

As the day draws nearer to the exam, we may perhaps stop and think, are paper qualifications everything? It is a very bad gauge on our intelligence or work efficiency. But yes, it is practically everything. Every employer who is looking through your resume/portfolio has not met you and your qualification is the one way ticket into the company. You need to wow the employer to say, "YES, I need this girl. She is everything I need for this post."

But is it everything? In the years to come, a degree is going to mean nothing. A university certificate can be used as toilet paper. A diploma equates ashes. O'level cert would be used to clean up your precious dog's poo. Are qualifications everything? Why are we even studying mole concept? Trigonometry? Or the other whatnots that we are studying. Do we need that to fulfill our goals and ambition? I don't think I need to know the gradient of the table that I am about to clean with that grimy, oily, sticky, semi-wet cloth. Would anyone be interested in the quotes I can rattle off? ("If music be the food of love, play on ;")

Shouldn't we be taking up courses that may direct us to the more appropriate path towards our future working lives? (E.g., a course for waitressing, perhaps?) Most of us have this educational path in mind- SCGS, JC, University, Work, Get married, Take care of children, enjoy life, grow old and finally kicking the bucket. Or some may have another path, SCGS, JC, University, Marry a rich man and be a tai-tai, take care of children, enjoy life, grow old and then kick the bucket. Isn't this the standard lives of most 'kim-geks'? There will also be many outstanding ones, (e.g. Manager of Raffles Group, etc.)

As the days draw closer to prelim, am I going to throw in the towel and just admit relentlessly that studying is just not meant for me and live in self denial that I am made for greater things(sleeping and eating) maybe I should just join a nunnery and then I can just quit school now. But apparently you have to study a lot to pass and be certified as a nun. HAHA. Even being a nun requires qualifications. Then it boils down to the question that I posed to everyone, are qualifications everything? Would you be leading a satisfying and enriching life with only your paper qualifications? Is it true that qualifications equate your financial status? And with money, are you wholly satisfied with life?

On my iTunes party shuffle, The Reason by Hoobastank is playing. Have you found your reason in your purpose of being here? Have you found the reason of carrying on with life each day? Is it the correct reason? But then again what is the definition of a correct reason? Are qualifications everything? My cousin only holds a diploma and he does not want to carry on studying after NS (claiming that he has passed his studying prime and cannot study anymore) I told him blatantly that in life you need qualifications, without qualifications, you are nothing. But then again, the quality of qualifications is disintegrating so fast. Is it worth studying? Isn't experience and the practice more valuable than paper qualifications. He wants to set up some apparel chain. And he says he would hire me for 2bucks an hour which is worse than McDonalds, but at least I would get to see a good looking boss everyday, and if I do well for that day, I'll get a bonus ten bucks to cab home. I was THIS close to killing/slapping him. Yes, if worse come to worse, he's right, he knows me so well, I would rather work in his shop than McDonalds, but then again, I think NYDC's pay is still better than his 2bucks per hour offer. (but, yes, he is quite good looking)

Okay okay, I sound retarded as usual. This is like some avenue for me to talk cock. And it is really addictive, this whole blogging thing. Will someone please save me from this? But it is feeding my new nocturnal behaviour and helping me get by the wee hours where I am exceptionally sober. Can someone just knock me on the head and make me study? I am feeling really f-cking scared for prelim and O's but not scared enough to motivate myself to study. I think as it gets really near, I'll probably be jolted into the cold, disgusting, harsh reality that I have to study.

Enough said, I am going to have a long day at church. In the meanwhile, mull over this, are qualifications everything?

By the way, I think I have just been bitten by the addictive blogging bug. I need a cure, remedy to this bug. An injection perhaps?

Love, MAJELLA :DD

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