Random post

This week has been quite hectic and this is going to be carried on till my CNS module is over. The coordinator who is also my lecturer for this module is a middle-aged lady who I really thought WAS lovely. Now, I just think that she is rather mean. She just throws lots and lots of readings and assignments at us. Every single week, there will be something that is needed to be done which include that time consuming reading and research. We are NOT robots. Even robots need power to operate. She does not know that we have other things to do than just purely studying for her module. After discussion with friends about this, some have already noticed her not-very-compassionate character since last year. After they mentioned how she does not even help in oral exam, I just realized that yes! She did not help me at all either. She just kept quiet when I did not know the answer and it was another lecturer who guided me. Oh gees! I am placing her from the top to the bottom of my list in “nice and kind”. She’s still in that category but borderline.

This leads on to another event that I want to talk about. I really hate those people who do not appreciate help from others. In mandarin this is “hao xin mei hao bao”. What’s the point of helping when you need to tolerate his/her criticism? This is even worse if he/she is your friend or a friend that you thought never on earth will disappoint you or treat you this way. I personally know a friend who skipped lunch just to help her friend but what she got was coldness and annoyance from the other party. This really annoyed her and she felt like shouting at her friend but she tolerated because she knows that probably other factor might have involved. However, this is not the first time and she does not know if she can keep this friendship going. She is a person who just kept everything inside her until it gets worse and she just could not help but being impulsive and exploded. She knows that in her heart, there is one person who is not replaceable although she was being treated unfairly and badly sometimes. She just kept this to herself but did tell that person when she needed to. I really pity her for being in such miserable state because she felt so much “wei qu” but cannot be spoken. Life is too complicated. However, it is always better to look at the good side rather than the bad side of a person.I am lucky not to encounter such a thing. Life is just like a box of chocolates.