Sometimes…

Sometimes, things can get very bad. Yet what we must do is to stop ourselves from falling into a vicious cycle. We must not give up hope!

I will cling on to that tiny glimmer of hope, work hard and try my best.

Luck

I tied up a little lock of my hair with a thread. I wonder if it’ll help. I didn’t lose a horseshoe after all.

Shocking

OMG!! I need to add more friends to my facebook account. Or perhaps I shouldn’t be awake at 4:41AM.

Files and Folders

I got a chance to look through some folders on my classmate’s mac today. Everything is sorted nicely into these neat folders. I, on the other hand, do not quite spend much time organising the files on my mac. I have this folder named “crap” and this folder named “work”. Every now and then, I will get sufficiently irritated by the clutter on my desktop and shift these files into those two folders. This style of organising my files goes all the way back to the time I used to share a computer with my brothers. Technology has improved since, but this merely dissuades me further from sorting my files properly. I have quicklook to help look through all my files now. I have spotlight to conveniently look for all those files. A while back, I decided that in order to push myself to sort my files more often, I would increase the icon size of the files on my desktop such that they get cluttered more quickly. This seems to have helped a little.

Besides these times when I feel my desktop starts feeling too cluttered, there is another important factor that triggers my cleaning up of the files on my desktop. You see in line with my haphazard style of organising files, I do not quite have a proper workflow and do not update my todo lists very frequently. Thus the files residing on my desktop act as todo list items. Their presence on my desktop reminds me that they need to be done and ought to be sorted out. It thus gives me great pleasure to clear all of the relevant files from my desktop when I am done with a particular assignment or project. Drag a box, select all the relevant items. Drag it into the folder labelled “work”. Finish!

Nevertheless, there are times when this process is painful and sad. They told me I’d feel so free and happy when I walked out of the IOC room. They told me I’d be exhilarated when I finished my EE. I thought I’d be thrilled when I found all my IAs were done. It’s not true though, it isn’t.

I hardly edit the files I have placed in that folder. The fact of the matter is that as I hand the printed assignments up, the fate of those assignments leave my hands. I am left powerless and unable to change anything more. This sense of hopelessness is terrifying, painful and thoroughly disgusting. I hate being powerless.

20% + 15% + 15%

In about an hour and a half, I will be going into a room to determine whether or not the past year and a half spent on poems and Lear have been of any use. It will be upon thirty marks, split amongst four criterion. This mark will be combined with that of another component similarly marked upon thirty. This combined mark will then be divided by two and contribute towards thirty percent of my final English A1 grade. I have already completed that other component. There is yet another component worth twenty percent of my final English A1 grade. I have finished that too. Thus, after this I will have completed fifty percent of my overall English A1 assessment.

I wonder what all of this means. I’m at starbucks. I’ve had some coffee and quite a bit of sleep. What more is there to do?