Sunday, September 14, 2008
As ashamed as I am to admit it...
I'm officially having Math tuition.
Nope, not the boring class kind. It's one on two tuition. One tutor who's serving his NS, tutoring me and Weize simultaneously. And after the first session yesterday, Remainder factor theorem became so simple. So exceedingly simple.
Damn, I should have gotten tuition earlier and I would have decimated the opposition - Math. Problem in class is that everyone just moves on. And since I tend to slip up and fail to grasp Math concepts that quickly, it's a vicious snowball effect. I miss the basics at the start, and like a stampede the class just rushes onwards. I'll get left behind and well, hardly do much to catch up as everything looks alien. But now I realise I'm not that bad in math. It's kind of like Pokemon I think. The figures, methods and calculations. Exactly like competitive battling. So what's stopping me from acing Math?
I will get an A1. I will not let Math defeat me again...Hmmm, maybe if I start naming it Batmath. Then I can assume the role of Ivy. Don't fight it Batmath. You'll only yield to me.
I came across a thought-provoking post in Mr. Sng's blog:
I'm always thankful when I come across individual students who have both performance character and moral character - they do their best and are respectful to others, their demeanor naturally pleasing. Some may not be faring as well academically, but the good attitudes they exude gives others the wanting to help them along even more... yeah, even as I'm writing this I can see faces flash across my mind... which is, good! Haha... then there are those who are academically strong but yet lacking in moral character... and it does puts others off sometimes. The insidious thing I realised... is that sometimes they themselves aren't even aware of their lacking, and that the way they do things and behave are self perceived as normal. My heart sours for these boys... as much as I can see the vast potential in them, sometimes I just don't know what can be done or said that would actually help.
It's true that as much as it took them ten over years to build up self formed (most probably) values and habits that mostly went unchecked and misconstrued (probably cases of over pampering or over disciplining), it may take that equal amount of time for them to rework their values and unlearn bad habits.
My heart sours... because I believe they're good boys at the end of the day, not the stereotypical guai kias (well behaved boys but with bad connotation), but those who can discern the right from the wrong, who can show proper respect, etc.
Hmmm...Sounds familiar? Other than the academic part which doesn't apply to me given my 4.11 msg. Do I lack moral character? Hmph. Superbia and Invidia. I know my weaknesses. And Invidia hasn't been helpful these days...Not at all. Avaritia has been naughty too.
Sigh.
Recruiting has started for Green Dawn. Maiden Bloom begins in two weeks. The notice is up on Green Dawn.
To 1.00 msg and the filling of the world with flowers!
Dark Memories[1:09 PM]
Toxicodendron Radicans
Toxicodendron radicans is a plant in the family Anacardiaceae. The name is sometimes spelled "Poison-ivy" in an attempt to indicate that the plant is not a true Ivy (Hedera). It is a woody vine that is well known for its ability to produce urushiol, a skin irritant that causes an itching rash for most people, technically known as urushiol-induced contact dermatitis.
Les souhaits
1) Master French and Japanese
2) Become more sociable
3) Master Toxicology in Plants, Molecular Biology, Botany and the Psychology of Persuasion
4) Be at least half as good as Monsieur Levet in Vovinam
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