After being bugged by students for two consecutive weekends, the nightmare finally ended at 1030hrs yesterday. One and a half hours of bench time, and at 1200hrs another nightmare commenced- marking.

Term 2 Week 8.

Before I know it, it's all going to be over. No more "Ms Koh Ms Koh Ms Koh, what do you mean by blahblahblah..."

And it's great. To put aside that teacher-student working relationship and just be friends with them.


So what beckons?

NTU HSS Dean's Tea Party came and went over the weekend.
I know I should be elated by the offer of admission, considering how I made it by the whisker of my teeth. The girls whom I bothered to talk to didn't have to attend an interview with the Faculty prior to their offers. I had to. But somehow, somewhere inside me, the questioning began 5 minutes after the letter arrived and the contents read.

I'm going to be a Sociology major.

I'm going to be a NTU undergraduate.

Somehow, those two sentences don't seem to fit in totally with my syche.


a pot of mixed feelings.