Read a post by one of the most interesting (at least to me lar) staff the other day and got inspired.
In short, I need to write more in order to improve my communication skill eh.
He said, writing comes first. Grammar and structure come later.
Yes, sir.
Tuesday, September 24, 2013
Saturday, September 7, 2013
Quarter Life Crisis Confession V2
Yesterday when I was doing weekly housekeeping chores, I saw a baby lizard hiding in my room.
Damn.
As I was alone in the house, I had no choice but to 'handle' it on my own.
After spending half an hour battling with it, my room was in mess.
Phew.
Settled.
Then I received an interview invitation.
I was overjoyed at first since this is my first ever response from a company.
My heart sank when I read the details.
How am I going to go there? What to do when I don't have a car?
Lucky enough, a super kind friend offers help.
Phew.
Settled.
Then I had a little reflection at night.
When I know that I can only depend on myself, I HAVE to grow stronger.
Don't stay idle, keep praying and hoping there will be a prince charming coming to my rescue.
There is no such good thing. At least in my life thus far.
Become stronger, Lew Sheau Wen.
Damn.
As I was alone in the house, I had no choice but to 'handle' it on my own.
After spending half an hour battling with it, my room was in mess.
Phew.
Settled.
Then I received an interview invitation.
I was overjoyed at first since this is my first ever response from a company.
My heart sank when I read the details.
How am I going to go there? What to do when I don't have a car?
Lucky enough, a super kind friend offers help.
Phew.
Settled.
Then I had a little reflection at night.
When I know that I can only depend on myself, I HAVE to grow stronger.
Don't stay idle, keep praying and hoping there will be a prince charming coming to my rescue.
There is no such good thing. At least in my life thus far.
Become stronger, Lew Sheau Wen.
Quarter Life Crisis Confession V1
I forgot I have a blog.
What used to be my habit now seems unfamiliar to me.
What used to make me happy now seems strange to me.
What used to make me feel contented now just gives me plain frustration.
It's almost two years now.
The chapter is coming to an end soon.
Looking back, a lot of things have happened and a lot of memories have been created.
Recently, I have been stuffing myself with many tasks.
Job searching. Preparing for case interviews. Squeezing my brain juices for customized resumes and cover letter. Sending documents. Securing interviews. Attending networking events. Studying MFE papers. Re-studying microeconomics through coursera. Running like crazy on my mini treadmill everyday.
I make myself super busy everyday. Be it unintentionally or intentionally. Or both.
I am getting more and more restless when days go by and I still have not gotten what I want.
I force myself to move forward and never look back on my journey.
Because I am scared.
I am scared once I slow down and take a step back, I will lose the chance again.
Or simply, the feeling of regret will haunt me if I stop for awhile to reflect on my journey so far.
Yes.
I regretted.
And am still regretting.
Regret what? You say.
Regret being so idealistic.
Regret dreaming to be a superhero.
Regret taking the path less traveled by.
Regret being stubborn.
Regret being so naive.
I have never been so vulnerable before. At least not so publicly.
My collab once told me that she will not regret over anything despite all the hardships.
Because this is my choice. There is no point regretting over something that I choose.
I have been hiding my inner feelings because I know that if I let them out, I will have to face my greatest fear.
I have been questioning myself: why am I so weak? Why am I so useless? Why do I regret?
I forbid myself to show my weaknesses in front of others.
I cut down on contacts with friends, for fear that people will ask me: how's life? What have you been doing? What's your plan afterwards? Why aren't you staying? Do you think it's worth it?
I allow myself to sink into emotional slump. Blaming hormonal imbalance for excessive weight gain. Self-pity for the abusive work environment. Losing motivation and drive because all my good and performing students were taken away from my guide. Self-doubt for being incompetent in many aspects.
I have been burying all these emotions deep inside my heart. I always have the assumption that, if I let them out, I am losing. All my pride. All my dignity.
The turning point came when one day I couldn't take it anymore and cried telling my collab how regretful I feel towards my life choice. I confided my fear and frustration to her.
That was the day when I felt most vulnerable. And that was the day that forced me to face my fear. Face to face. One on one.
So negative. You might say.
Yes. I won't deny that I AM very negative.
But all these confessions have made me stronger day by day.
I'm still on my way to find my own happiness in life.
The process will take a long time. Might be painful. Might be heartbreaking at times.
But I am still hopeful.
Hopeful that one day, I can overcome my crisis.
And one day, I will be able to find my smile back.
What used to be my habit now seems unfamiliar to me.
What used to make me happy now seems strange to me.
What used to make me feel contented now just gives me plain frustration.
It's almost two years now.
The chapter is coming to an end soon.
Looking back, a lot of things have happened and a lot of memories have been created.
Recently, I have been stuffing myself with many tasks.
Job searching. Preparing for case interviews. Squeezing my brain juices for customized resumes and cover letter. Sending documents. Securing interviews. Attending networking events. Studying MFE papers. Re-studying microeconomics through coursera. Running like crazy on my mini treadmill everyday.
I make myself super busy everyday. Be it unintentionally or intentionally. Or both.
I am getting more and more restless when days go by and I still have not gotten what I want.
I force myself to move forward and never look back on my journey.
Because I am scared.
I am scared once I slow down and take a step back, I will lose the chance again.
Or simply, the feeling of regret will haunt me if I stop for awhile to reflect on my journey so far.
Yes.
I regretted.
And am still regretting.
Regret what? You say.
Regret being so idealistic.
Regret dreaming to be a superhero.
Regret taking the path less traveled by.
Regret being stubborn.
Regret being so naive.
I have never been so vulnerable before. At least not so publicly.
My collab once told me that she will not regret over anything despite all the hardships.
Because this is my choice. There is no point regretting over something that I choose.
I have been hiding my inner feelings because I know that if I let them out, I will have to face my greatest fear.
I have been questioning myself: why am I so weak? Why am I so useless? Why do I regret?
I forbid myself to show my weaknesses in front of others.
I cut down on contacts with friends, for fear that people will ask me: how's life? What have you been doing? What's your plan afterwards? Why aren't you staying? Do you think it's worth it?
I allow myself to sink into emotional slump. Blaming hormonal imbalance for excessive weight gain. Self-pity for the abusive work environment. Losing motivation and drive because all my good and performing students were taken away from my guide. Self-doubt for being incompetent in many aspects.
I have been burying all these emotions deep inside my heart. I always have the assumption that, if I let them out, I am losing. All my pride. All my dignity.
The turning point came when one day I couldn't take it anymore and cried telling my collab how regretful I feel towards my life choice. I confided my fear and frustration to her.
That was the day when I felt most vulnerable. And that was the day that forced me to face my fear. Face to face. One on one.
So negative. You might say.
Yes. I won't deny that I AM very negative.
But all these confessions have made me stronger day by day.
I'm still on my way to find my own happiness in life.
The process will take a long time. Might be painful. Might be heartbreaking at times.
But I am still hopeful.
Hopeful that one day, I can overcome my crisis.
And one day, I will be able to find my smile back.
Saturday, June 1, 2013
忆
看到你安详地躺在里面，那一刻我很平静。
之后一直都很平静。
那时候在想。
啊，失去亲人是这样的感觉。
事隔一个月，偶尔想起你。
心里还是很平静。
虽然心里某处在崩溃中，日子还是得过的。
我很想念你。
希望你在那边过得安好。
Thursday, April 18, 2013
我会学牛吃草
周记节。
学生：“老师，又自由题？！不懂写什么咯！老师出题啦！”
随手写了个题目：如果生命只剩下十天。
学生A
我会去给电sot一下看被sot的感觉是什么。
我会学牛吃草。
我会学长颈鹿吃叶子。
我会站在KLCC上面看马来西亚，和等死，一到第十天就直接掉下去。
评语：你真是个很特别的学生。
学生B
前两天，我要做什么什么什么。。。
两天，我又要做什么什么。。。
然后三天，我要做这个那个。。。
剩下的三天，我要做什么什么什么。。。
评语：你的数学也蛮不错的嘛，有没有考虑当会计师？
学生C
*写完全跟题目无关的东西*
我今天早上一起床，很闲，就去上课了。去到学校，见到朋友，就跟他们玩游戏王卡。
完了不久后，老师就叫我们进班了。进班后，我们就玩卡了。
不久后，华文老师就进班了。我们就没有玩卡了。
然后老师就叫我们写周记了。之后，我就和朋友玩卡了。
然后就放学了。我就回家吃饭睡觉了。
评语：谢谢你让我知道你一天的平凡生活。还有，
不要滥用“就”这个字！（后面8个字以font size 36写在簿子里）
学生D
*也是完全跟题目无关的东西*
学校假期里所做的事情：
1）吃饭
2）睡觉
3）大便
评语：老师相信每个人都会排泄的。
学生：“老师，又自由题？！不懂写什么咯！老师出题啦！”
随手写了个题目：如果生命只剩下十天。
学生A
我会去给电sot一下看被sot的感觉是什么。
我会学牛吃草。
我会学长颈鹿吃叶子。
我会站在KLCC上面看马来西亚，和等死，一到第十天就直接掉下去。
评语：你真是个很特别的学生。
学生B
前两天，我要做什么什么什么。。。
两天，我又要做什么什么。。。
然后三天，我要做这个那个。。。
剩下的三天，我要做什么什么什么。。。
评语：你的数学也蛮不错的嘛，有没有考虑当会计师？
学生C
*写完全跟题目无关的东西*
我今天早上一起床，很闲，就去上课了。去到学校，见到朋友，就跟他们玩游戏王卡。
完了不久后，老师就叫我们进班了。进班后，我们就玩卡了。
不久后，华文老师就进班了。我们就没有玩卡了。
然后老师就叫我们写周记了。之后，我就和朋友玩卡了。
然后就放学了。我就回家吃饭睡觉了。
评语：谢谢你让我知道你一天的平凡生活。还有，
不要滥用“就”这个字！（后面8个字以font size 36写在簿子里）
学生D
*也是完全跟题目无关的东西*
学校假期里所做的事情：
1）吃饭
2）睡觉
3）大便
评语：老师相信每个人都会排泄的。
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