Friday, October 14, 2011
Convo 2011
Sunday, July 17, 2011
"Psych? Can You Read My Mind?"
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And by the way, the answer is "nope"
We can't read minds but we deduce pretty well ;)
Monday, July 11, 2011
Internship Report, Check !
I did it.
I finished the very last task required for my B.Sc (Hons) Psychology course.
Finally, all the striving for the past 3 years has paid off
The bigger part of my life starts off here :)
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Dissertation
Whadup ! Hehe.
Hope it gets published in aus especially *fingers crossed*
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Monday, February 21, 2011
Psych's Dearest Batch 9 from Aug 08
2 weeks to my finals ...
1 month till my internship ...
4 more months to go before I graduate ...
7 months till my convo ...
6 months left to decide if I should continue my Masters immediately or work for a little experience first ... and if either so, do I move or stay here in Msia? ...
Will I be seeing my chums far much less, or even ever for that matter? ...
Hmmm ...
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Information Overload

Thursday, July 1, 2010
Hello, 2nd yr Finals
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
BISDS
I miss going there on sundays :(
I miss Sister Chan and Brother KC :(
I miss my puja sessions :(
I miss performing there :(
I miss having revisions for the MBE exam :(
I miss understanding more and also debating during classes :(
Was so proud at obtaining 2nd place out of the top 3 scores in the MBE exam; I also beamed when I saw my name in the magazine and received the certificate + trophy for it ... But looking back, I've realised that the exam didn't even come close to validating my "holy" status. In fact, there was a correlation between the scores and the moral level that I was at. Negative correlation, that is.
Did I actually stick to my daily five precepts (pañca-sīlāni) ? Atleast I knew I tried last time. Do I try to stick to them today ? Not even an ounce of effort invested ... I have to admit, a little Musavada. Musavada. Musavada. now and then helps me break the everyday-five.
I use to be such a goodie. What happened ? I even missed Wesak this year :(
P.S., I think being cooped-up for 3 days in a row has made me emo-nemo =P I've been awake since 4am and I would respond to that like how Usher did, only in a different context ... "Oh.My.Gosh." Feeling spiritual during the wee hours of dawn. Weird.
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Papers
Gonna have to spend 4 hours straight in the library today to do my notes & study ...
Exam's in approximately 3.5 weeks time *hyperventilates*
Nerd mode activated.
Monday, May 10, 2010
Temptations @ TLC
In case you're wondering why I was at Taylor's, I'd have to tell you that my team went there for the sole purpose of interviewing Dr Adnan, in order to gain more insight on GIS/GID, the acronym for Gender Identity Disorder. Awesome and very educational interview; don't think I've enjoyed one this much btw.
There was a cafe named 'Temptations' ... and its uniqueness came in the form of it being managed ONLY by the CA students ... The desserts looked lovely, though they could be a lil pricey for a campus range/ lunch budget (exp. RM 7.50 for a small piece of tart-size cake). If you're looking for a good way to test the Taylor's CA expertise in pastry, here's the right place.
P.S., I somehow imagined the lake to be bigger lol.
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
The Geek in Me

Throughout my whole schooling life, I have always been a geek ... and I knew exactly why. It was never about wanting my future to be a bright one, nor did it have anything to do with being kiasu. I was 110% sure about the source of my driving force ... my motivation for those late night gung-ho revisions and memorizing had to do with only one thing : to make my parents proud.
I always studied cause I wanted my Dad and Mom to praise me when I got good results. It may sound very shallow of me, but I secretly smirked (or smile to myself in content) everytime my Dad said to my siblings,"Take a look at your sister. She never ever has to be pushed to study. She does it on her own," or even when he praises me with his usual "Very good ! Good job" and plants a kiss on my forehead for being able to secure my place as the top ten in class everytime.
My Dad was a smart man. I looked up to him and made him my study-idol =) As a student, he was always number 1 in class. Even when he worked in IBM, he was constantly getting awards, and was one of the most famous senior/ top authority employees ... He would usually drag and enroll me into the workshop or club activities organized by his company for the children ... In a way, my Dad wanted to prepare me for IBM by having them familiarize with my name in their records. I have attended their workshops on business managing & team building ,performed for their events, received awards for excelling in education (yes, IBM gives out MPH gift certificates to those who performed well on UPSR, PMR & SPM), and I had my first taste of writing a 3000 word essay on the topic "My Technology-Era Invention" to be submitted into one of their departments in order to be granted a seat in their IT camp-workshop that was only limited to 30 participants. I loved collecting the tokens and souvenirs they gave out after you have completed workshops like those.
Now that I've had the time to ponder about it, I realized that I have been doing my best not because I wanted to collect trophies and certificates to be added into what I call my "Bangga Cupboard", but because I wanted to hear my parents praise me. But what happened is that I've become so accustomed to getting good grades that if there is a time when I do not get the marks that I have expected, I take it really hard. My mom once said to one of my friends,"If one day my daughter doesn't perform well *touch wood* she is going to experience a very big break down. I am worried for her cause she stresses herself out too much everytime exams are near."
However, since college, I have learned to take things easy. In fact, I laid back a wee bit too much. After I moved on to uni, I began to display my neuroticism again when it came to assignments and tests. This thing just never ends. Sometimes I feel like my whole world is crashing when I get so worked up over exams ... and sometimes I feel as if its easy-peasy-piece-of-cake and I laze around, become guilty, and start panicking at the very last minute. The motivation in me had suddenly turned inconsistent.
And it hit me right in my senses. I knew why at periods of time I could feel so relaxed and at the next, I'm on my toes, ready to engulf myself in books. There is only one thing missing ...
I just need to hear his voice again, reinforcing my performance.
Lookie ! I found a pic of myself back when I was 6 =D
Monday, May 3, 2010
Psychology
