A Cookie's Life

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Tuesday, October 17, 2006

I'm From... ...

This is yet another non-crappy post. Skip this to the next for laughs.

I've got a feeling that I've been ranting lots and lots on my blog than I should have been crapping, but, but... I have to rant about this. I need to get it off my chest. This is something I've never mentioned before but felt very strongly.

People: "So what are you doing (in university) now?"
My thoughts: "Hmmm... should I say it? Should I? Should I? Should I? Think there's no harm."
Me: "I'm doing a*rospace engineering."
People: "Wow/Wa, so you must be [bah blah blah]..."
My thoughts: "Sigh, I forgot. Not again..."

Yup, I am in a*rospace engineering (I think I just mentioned it. Hmmm, anyway, read on...). It was being thought of as a prestigious course, rocket science and whatever cream-of-the-crop crap descriptions that you can think about. Well, initially I thought so too, until I entered university (and I feel more like I'm being tied onto some rocket heading towards nowhere). Right now, I'm totally sick of this a*rospace name being tagged with all kinds of crap expectations and false impressions, and for these things being tagged onto me:

[Note: Although 'we' is used below, I am not truly part of it though in it, in the sense that I am quite different from my cohort - being somewhere at the bottom]

A*rospace and non-a*rospace professors alike assume that we're at super-human standards in our studies.
It's not uncommon to hear stuff like "You're a*rospace students. So it's only right that your tests are set a higher standard than the cohort of engineering students. It's only fair." (Did they say it was fair? Don't we take the same final term paper and go through the same lectures?) But the thing is, I'm as normal as any engineering student could be. In fact, I'm bottom of my cohort. This is definitely not helping me. This caused me to think that, if not for a*rospace engineering, I could have gotten higher grades.

Somehow, it is believed that we will survive each and every circumstance that we're in, given our so-called super-human standards.
When certain lecturers couldn't explain their stuff, you could almost see the but-you-all-are-a*rospace-students-and-are-thus-safe-not-knowing (because we would probably find out on our own?) kind of expression/attitude. And they simply smoke us up. The fact is, I'm still as lost as can be. Erm, judge not an a*rospace student by his degree description?

Given the impression of super-human standards, we're blamed for bagging all the 'A's in the bell curve.
It is also not uncommon to hear from my friends saying, "Wa, you all a*rospace students score all the 'A's, leaving all the 'B's and 'C's to us". The fact that in my entire year one, I only managed to get 3 'A's of varying grades (ie. '+', '-') out of some 15 subjects after much difficulty indicated that I'm definitely not one of those "you all a*rospace students". In fact, this is how I feel towards my cohort for pushing up the standards. But, I get included with the general impression of the cohort anyway.

Well, I definitely did not get my undeserved (yup, I know it's undeserved. Read on and you'll understand) 'O' and 'A' level grades without a certain level of hard work, and more (if not, most) importantly, it was the Lord's mercy and grace upon me that I got those grades. And somehow, it seemed that I'm penalised for having such grades.

We are being segregated by lecturers.
Being described as the 'elite' and the cream-of-the-crop description is definitely not a nice thing to do in lectures with a*rospace and non-a*rospace students. And as always, soon after I would hear my non-a*rospace friends mention "ah, you see... you all cream of the crop". But, but, but, I'm at the bottom of the crop supporting whatever cream there may be... Somehow, with all these things going alone in lectures, I can't help but feel that my degree is some form of a barrier between my friends and I. In fact, it's not just a feeling. It's clear knowledge of this matter. At least I'm glad this isn't a barrier between my friends in church and I... I hope.

Among the cohort there is fierce competition.
It doesn't help that the head professor in his opening speech mentioned "A*rospace students are going to get all the 'A's" as part of his motivation and expectation (so much for a motivation huh?). Well, although such expectations are nothing new in such degrees, I'm sick, very sick, so totally sick sick sick sick sick sick sick sick sick sick of it!!! ARRRGH!!! When my friends in engineering are worrying about "ta-pauing" (ie. retaking) any modules, here am I worrying if my ability of merely getting a B would cause me to drop further to the bottom of my cohort. And for such worries, I may be condemned by my non-a*rospace friends as being smug (which is not unexpected). ARRRGH!!!

Everyone brags about how badly they did.
Now, you must be wondering... something seemed wrong with this statement. Yup, this seemed wrong, but the fact that those who complained about crapped up papers ended up with all the 'A's (and here I am truly stating that my paper was really crapped up and miraculously getting around a B or so. I wanted to use the word 'merely' instead of 'around' to describe the grade, but given that it is a miracle, I shall not discount the miracle with that word) seemed to imply that there's glory in complaining about a badly done paper. It's a confusing world. And when I tell my engineering friends that the paper was horrible, I get doubted at, and my results get predicted at an 'A-' and above =/

In short, with all these nonsense, I can't help but feel ashamed telling people that I'm an a*rospace student given all the impressions and expectations being tagged along with it. Yup, you may be thinking that it's wrong to think this way, but this feeling is definitely inevitable.

Conclusion: Hmmm... From now onwards, maybe this is how I should answer:

People: "So what are you doing (in university) now?"
My thoughts: "Hmmm... should I say it? Should I? Should I? Should I? Yep. I should."
Me: "I'm doing mechanical engineering."
Expected reaction: "Oh, OK." [Full-stop]



5 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hey I understand what you mean about having to get A for modules. Went through the same thing. If I don't get A, I may fall behind my cohort, esp for my Maths modules. And B is like the minimum to get liao. But most pple wun really understand la unless they are from the same course, going thru the same thing...

-matthea

12:49 AM  
Blogger Glass Cookie said...

Hey! This is the first time you're posting a comment on my blog! Haha, I guess you rarely post stuff on blogs since Audrey also noticed the first time you posted on her blog. =)

Well, at least someone understands my crapped up situation. Thanks for dropping by! =)

2:12 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

no one's as crapped up like me in th uni..

c.r.a.p.p.e.d UP

get wat i mean?

and.. i always tell ppl that i'm a law grad.. then they wouldnt dare ask me anymore thing..

-winks-

1:52 PM  
Blogger Glass Cookie said...

Haha, idea =)

11:55 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hahha yah I seldom post stuff on blogs. I guess why post a comment when I can just discuss it on msn? But sometimes it's hard to bring up a topic from the blog cos it's jus strange to try to begin a conversation by, hey abt the blog entry you did, yah that one there , let's talk about it. That sounds weird la. Like a consultation with a counsellor. And yet sometimes comments are posted bcos it's just so necessary for the instant communication instead of waiting for the blog poster to get online. Hence by posting the comment, there's hereby somewhat of a comfort that the poster has gotten the snippet of info, never mind that he has not exactly realised that he received the comment until he logs on to the blog. Something that he sort of owns has gotten it. So it's enough!

haahhaahaa

-matthea

5:32 PM  

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List Of My All-Time Big Stunts In M&D

30 Jul 2006 - When Silence Is Golden 2
It's funny how history repeats itself in a different form. This time, I minimised the volume of the keyboard to zero to try out a new song "I believe in miracles". And for yet (again, miraculously, ironically) another bizarre reason that I know not of, I actually turned the volume up WITHOUT knowing - and CONTINUED practising. Somehow the amplifiers were turned off by the sound guys (probably a safety measure against stuntmen like me?) until they could finally silence it no more and suddenly, out of the nowhere (oh, sorry, that would be the keyboard) came a loud note that penetrated the silence. I jerked in shock (very obviously). And yes, once again it's during the announcement time when silence is definitely golden.



04 Jun 2006 - Time and Congregation Waits For No Man
It was another faithful day in church, playing the keyboard for morning service, 9 and 11 a.m. After the 2nd service praise & worship session, it so happened that no one else could make it for the closing song. Well, since I was pretty free, I was asked to play it. So, I went down, charted out the chords, practised the piece in the tabernacle. On my way up the stairs, the first thought in my mind was: "Hey, it's so crowded. I need to get up the stairs. Now, how do I queeeeeze my way through?". The second thought in my mind was: "Hey, why is there a crowd coming down at this time? ... ... ... NOOOOOO!!!!!!" Man, time passes fast when you're practising the piano in church, and painstakingly slowly when it comes to exam pieces.



[No date] When Silence Is Golden
It was during the announcement, when pastor was giving out announcements before the offering song. Silence was observed as the pastor spoke. I retracted my hand from the score folder beyond the keyboard. For some amazing reason, my hand retraction path headed for the keys of the keyboard. And since the word 'fast' to describe the retraction rate was an understatement (for yet another reason I know not of)... you know the rest of the story.



[No Date] When Silence Is... Anything But Golden
Hmmm... once the amplifier on my side was switched off for some reason during praise & worship. And for some other reason that I know not of, I thought that the keyboard sound couldn't be heard. So, I tried pressing some keys. Didn't hear anything - drums were too loud. I proceeded to bang some keys repeatedly until... hmmm... I thought I heard something. Oh oh... ONLY my amplifier was turned off. (Note: Instrument: Brass sect 1, volume - max.)




List Of Other Small Stunts/Experiences In M&D

Fastest Fingers First
As a keyboardist, one usually comes into contact with different instruments within the same piece. It usually varies from strings, brass, violin to organ sounds. The funny thing is that sometimes, it is possible that your mind suddenly goes blank, and when the next instrument is required, I go "Oh no, what's the number combination for brass???!!! Wait wait wait wait...". And as usual, time and tide waits for no man. No. More accurately, a drummer waits for no number-fumbling keyboardist. Yea, that's the description man. Solution (ok, this is not a solution but an undesired consequence): Play a brass part with strings, or an organ part with brass, or none at all.



Cold Fingers
Usually, the atmosphere in the sanctuary is very cold to me. Sometimes, the atmosphere in the sanctuary is deep-freeze cold. Under cold or colder conditions, the fingers may or will harden and lose its dexterity. Then again, stuff could still be played, however stiff the fingers may be (with diminishing quality). Solution? Rub them while resting, or else, take off one playing hand and rub it vigorously without catching too much attention. I mean, what else can i do? I remove both hands when I need them ON they keyboard!!! Oh, I missed out that hand-clapping would be a sure kill to whatever heat you may have desperately tried to generate.



Record Breaker
Well, each week CD-RWs and envelopes used to contain the scores passed to musicians would be recycled. They are returned back to the musician's basket in the metal cabinet so that they can be used again. Of course, each time a person would return his/her envelope and CD used the previous week. Well, just somewhere in the 3rd week of June 2006 I returned a record holding of (prehaps of all-time in Lighthouse Evangelism's 16 years of establishment) of 9 envelopes with 3 missing somewhere at home. Oh well, you can't really blame me cause for the first time in my life, I saw the word "envelope" in the sms reminder about recycling. Or at least I would like to think so, about my first time noticing that word (fingers crossed).



Stubborn Pedal
Do you have any idea what it is like to have a pedal refusing to budge when moved with your feet, only to exceed its ideal position when you decide to set your adjusting strength to "brutal level". At that kind of rate, it just never gets to the position that you want it to be. Last resort: Bend down and move it with your hand just before the drummer starts his 4-beat intro to the next song.



Moving Pedal
Amazingly, although the pedal refuses to budge when you want it to, somehow it also refuses to stay in the spot when you want it to. And the more you pedal, the further it gets away from you no matter how you position your foot. And in extreme cases you may find yourself almost starting to slouch or slip from your seat, not that the keyboardist seat is any immobile than the pedal to begin with. Solution: Try to kick it back (this is the time when the above experience suddenly comes in again). Just what's with the pedal, I wonder?



Confession...
Take a look at the following score:

=)

Well, since strings sound somewhat soft, and somewhat muffled such that demisemiquavers are not to distinct, and considering it does take up time and there are 5 other pieces to go, and considering this is but 2 bars in a 100 bar piece, and considering blah blah blah... sometimes I play just a note. (OK, most of the time, happy?) Hey, I'm not the only keyboardist around guilty right? Someone tell me I'm not the only one... pleeeese....



Inventions
- Metal-coated tea bag to help with the sinking (Edmund Lum)

- Sound-powered telephone (Edmund Lum)

- Sound-powered telephone (Edmund Lum)

- Plug-in phones for plugging into a payphone to call - unable to recieve call. However, 10 cents will still be needed and you pay your monthly phone bills as usual (Edmund Lum)

- A clean dirt-free rubbish chute (Edmund Lum)

- A touchpad keyboard similar to the touchpad on a laptop, with letters on it (Edmund Lum)

- USB-portable touchpad (Edmund Lum)

- A square CD for better storage (Edmund Lum)

- Battery-powered book (Edmund Lum)

- Disposable dustbins (Edmund Lum)

- A "short circuit" switch that help save electricity when there is nobody at home (Edmund Lum)

- A white/black highlighter (Edmund Lum)

- Safety deposit box made of pure diamond for hardness. It is transparent to allow better visual of objects within it (Edmund Lum)

- An optic mouse combined with a decorated ball placed inside like an old-school mouse to allow any surface usage (Edmund Lum)

- DIY handphone to cut cost (Edmund Lum)

- A plastic knife - no rusting and it is lighter (Edmund Lum)

- Quick dry glue, only 0.2 sec of dry time (Edmund Lum)

- Doorless toliet for faster access (Edmund Lum)

- A pen with wider pen hole to prevent that all-time infamous ink jam (Edmund Lum)

- A 5-mm thick paper to prevent paper cut (Edmund Lum)

- Water-proof toilet paper to prevent wetting the entire roll when dropped on a wet floor, or easy breakage (Edmund Lum)

- A thermal panel powered heater (Edmund Lum)

- A faq list for patients who do not want to reply to any visitors (Edmund Lum & Glass Cookie)

- A deodorant that puts people off (Mustard seed)

- An umbrella with a wire connection (to attract lightning) that's earthed (Edmund Lum)

- An earthquake detector that sounds when there's an earthquake (Edmund Lum)

- A water sensor at the shoreline to detect an approaching tsunami (Edmund Lum)

- A energy-saving fridge that switches itself on via a smell senser specially for detecting certain rotting smells (Edmund Lum)

- A fire extinguishing bomb that creates a huge area of vacuum (sounds familiar?) so as to deprive the fire of oxygen (Edmund Lum)

- A solar powered torchlight

- A power-saving exit sign that lights up only when someone is around (Gabriel Goh)

- A self-locking door that locks itself when no one's around and unlocks itself when someone's near (Edmund Lum)

- Pencil lead harder than steel to improve on its fragility (Edmund Lum)

- A water-proof teabag to prevent breakage over long periods of soaking (Edmund Lum)

- A manual powered air conditioner (Glass Cookie)

- A water-sensitive sprinkler (Edmund Lum)

- A auto retractable roof via light and water sensors, hidden in the wall for protection (Edmund Lum)

- An anti-burglary system with the switch and sensor in the same room (Edmund Lum)

- A wooden barbecue pit (Glass Cookie and Edmund Chen)

- An acrylic oil rig and drill bit to save $$$ (Glass Cookie and Edmund Chen)

- A windows based DOS command prompt program (Glass Cookie)

- A wired handphone (Jackson Lum)


Misc
- A birthday breakfast celebration (Glass Cookie and Jackson Lum)

- A domesticated grizzily bear (Glass Cookie, inspired by Amanda Low)