然後 english course 上個禮拜先衝完份 essay, 下個禮拜又要交囉!! 要我交都算, at least assignments 返黎 d grades 可以 encouraging d 囉... 用 local students 既標準去 mark 我 d essays 咁根本係屈我機囉, 至起碼都 lenient d 呀, 比得鬆手 d 唔洗死人既! 有 C reach 到 class average 我已經好開心, 但唔好係 D+ 囉 ok? 望見 d essays 真係火都黎埋, 徙左咁多時間作到頭來都係搵黎搞, 乜事先? 真係令人好鬼洩氣! 聽日仲要有 english quiz 囉, 真係當我淨係讀英文一科架?
我都明白佢地 d courses 冇可能就返 international students 既 standard, 但 at least 個 workload 可以唔洗咁瘋狂囉... less than 一個月一次 mid-term, 咁同我讀 ALevel 果陣時 d Bio tests 有乜分別? =O= 我都知我身為一個 arts student 係度投訴自己忙實在係搏打, 畢竟 d science 同 engineering students d schedule 仲瘋癲過我, 有 mid-term 之餘仲有 labs... 如果我係佢地我估我一早已經 gone crazy... 但真係好辛苦囉大佬!
呢間 U 都唔知係咪食垃圾大, 加拿大 public holidays 已經少, U 既假期更加係少到喊! fall term break 竟然可以係放一日假咁大把, 真係好大方囉!!! 你地班 prof 係工作狂就算啦, 唔好連累我好冇!!! christmas holidays 又要放得比人少, 5/1 已經開始 winter term 都唔知係咪食錯藥 /o\ 痴線架咩!! 吊頸都比人透下氣呀大佬 =______=
I've never hated doing homework concerning English language so much.
I used to love English.
Coming over here in Canada makes me realize that I'm really not that outstanding afterall. (Well this is literally bullshit because I seldom am outstanding at all, back in HK)
I thought my English is good enough to tackle all those essays and stuff. It turned out that I am wrong. Just SO WRONG. When I received my first essay from my professor, I was just so devastated.
I've never thought of getting a bare pass in any English homework/essays. (And oh well, I didn't do essay writings back in HK) Maybe I'm just too confident in myself. Way too confident.
And all I got back for 4-5 pages of stylistic analysis for a story is a D+. What a mind-blowing fact!!
The next textual analysis essay is due tomorrow and all I'm typing out now are rubbish. And it's 25% of my course mark. SHAT.
Aoukar, come back to me!!!! Teach me how to write literary analysis will you?! :'(
P.S. And I strongly suggest the HK UE curriculum to include essay writing skills. Just replace the practical writing thing with essay writing, then I'm sure that the English standard of HK students will certainly rise.
It was just one of those days, Nothing's going right and it might all fall apart
She feels like she's just too tired To fight anymore Just how much can one girl take before she breaks
It was not too long ago Every dream was coming true But that was all before She can't figure out what to do But she knows no matter just how much this takes She won't break
Close your eyes, take a breath Don't let yourself forget You are strong Look how far you've come Pick yourself off the floor You know you still got more You are strong Look how far you've come
This is just another test She'd been through much harder ones before And she'd passed She knew she could get through one more And now she knows No matter just how much this takes She won't break
Close your eyes, take a breath Don't let yourself forget You are strong Look how far you've come Pick yourself off the floor You know you still got more You are strong Look how far you've come
I forget to hand in application forms, I forget deadlines for submission of certificates.
I forget and eventually lost my watch, I forget my mobile phone.
I forget to call my Mada when she told me to, I forget I dated my Fada for lunch.
When my Mada called, instructing me to take out fish, vegetable, tomato, eggs, spring onion from the fridge, there must, there MUST be one or two things that I'll forget and leave out.
Is there anything out there I can still forget?
Maybe you'll see me one day on the street dawdling with eyes unfocused.
That's how you'll know I have left my brain at home.
Maybe I should really sleep more.
P.S. Office work is boring, yet I'm glad that my colleagues are good.
