Start of Spoken English course.


I got selected for a course on Spoken English that will last for about nine weeks. YIPPEE! I love to go for courses, especially those that deal with things I had done before at university.


What I like about this course is that it is about pronunciation with phonetics and phonology and features of Singapore English all rolled into one. Of course it helped that I got A for them on campus. They were really fun to study and learn about. I predict that this will be a very easy and stress-free course for me!


The other colleagues with me are complaining that it is a difficult course and wished that they had never been selected for it. Me? I was like Alice’s Cheshire cat, grinning away. :0)

~ ~ ~ Skye's telling at 8:31 PM ~ ~ ~
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Back to campus.


I went back to school today because my English professor called me on my handphone last week to go back and collect my assignment. Apparently she has finished marking it some time back and has only recently found it when she was clearing her room for the new year.


So I went down in the afternoon and met up with Ms T after collecting my assignment. I also gave her the souvenirs that I bought for her last December. I made a seal with her Chinese name on it and bought a few packets of plums. My other tutors were there too. I saw Dr A and Mr C. I was looking forward to seeing Dr D and Dr L as I have not seen them for quite some time, but I did not get to. Maybe next time, though I really do not want to return to campus again, unless it’s for study.


The feeling is different now that I have been away for half a year. It just does not feel the same anymore and I don't like it.


Mr C has become Dr C now and has moved to a bigger office that looks out to the car park. But I will still call him Mr C, as I have gotten used to calling him that. Dr A was being irritating today by pointing at my stuff and insisting that I bought them from Bangkok. Sheesh!

~ ~ ~ Skye's telling at 9:58 PM ~ ~ ~
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New year, old me.


It’s the start of a new year again and little old me does not feel any different.


A new year means that I will be growing older and yet, the wise part has not set in. Not at the moment.


A new year means that I have to drudge for the next 300 or so number of days. Keeping my nose to the grindstone and produce work of high quality that is deemed acceptable by the upper management.


A new year means that I have the time to daydream about all the things under the sun and wish that I were somewhere else doing something more fun, instead of being stuck doing a meaningless and thankless job.


A new year means that I have the chance to aim for whatever promotion I want and work towards it. Not as a stepping stone towards my career advancement in the office, but as a stepping stone towards my further studies.


New year, new hopes. I pray that at least some of my prayers will be answered this year as it was with the last.

~ ~ ~ Skye's telling at 9:44 PM ~ ~ ~
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