End of an Era? Maybe...(Part 2)

to begin where i left off in the previous previous post:

PW was a real roller coaster ride. It began with the PI, where i started of with something a little out of the scope of the subject, blame me for trying to hard ehh (it was something to do with legalization of cannabis in Netherlands applied to alcoholism in youths in Singapore). So i switched to the environment, a project called RecycleKids, getting kids to recycle and rewarding them for it, nothing novel here anyway, but did it anyways. Although at the time, i thought it was the best idea ever (I really don't know how i came to that conclusion).

Then came the choosing of our groups. Although I have to say that I did enjoy working with MOST of you, I would be lying if i said that I liked all my members. Given a chance to choose again, the choices would definitely be different. We set off on a rather unsteady platform, with the idea of RecycleKids becoming less novel in each subsequent meeting until at one point I realised that it just had to go. So let's fastforward past the EoM parts (which to me, was rather easy).

We had to switch the idea from Kids to Housewives as suggested by Gerrard Yee the HoD of PW. He said every group was doing something for kids, and said housewives was a novel and effective target for environmentalism. We all agreed. So, with this new found inspiration and the motivation that came along with a new idea and full of promises, i got the group to come to my house for a meeting to develop this idea further and put it out on paper. Well of course Brandon didn't come. It was expected as usual. He never really cared about PW, his inputs were childlike and near-sighted. He was late for all the meetings and was also half-hearted in them. He was always texting during meetings, yet he never answered any of my calls nor replied my texts. PW made me hate him for who he was. Even though i tried to bury the hatched with him on countless occastions, he never failed to make that hate resurface. So much so that right now, when i think of him or see him, i feel a hatred so great i think of really draconian measures that i would like to impose against him.

Back to my point, that meeting at my house failed and i got more pissed off because of the lack of input from my group members. Desperate for help, i sought help from my dad, and he gave me a rather effective idea that would help the problem of the environment. I took it, developed it into what i like to call, TheGreenHood Project.

I made it a point from then to involve my members as much as possible and using them for their strengths and not their weaknesses. Of course this didn't work for Brandon. So Yong Khuang was my right-hand man, always there, reliable and responsible and helping me with everything I did, stayed up till late with me to complete the things i needed help in. Then there was Charissa, always making the meetings really fun and enjoyable with her rather innocent and sometimes crude remarks about Brandon and things in general. I found out at some point while working on the new idea that she was actually quite good with ideas. Then finally, Kelyn, i don't know what my group would do without her. Her illustrations and apt for design gave my group the edge over the rest.

The PW week gave me a very good insight into each of my group members character and strengths. I really enjoyed the time working with them on the final stages of the project during the PW Week and dates running up to it. The video was real fun to produce with you all (except Brandon, who wasn't there at all).

While the idea was mostly mine and most of the report was mostly my work, i'd have to say that i would not have been able to do it without your help and inputs. Kelyn for her drawings and creativity. Yong Khuang for his reliability in helping me all the time with things i needed more hands with. Charissa for helping me when i came to a dead end with my ideas. Brandon for...(well i guess, there's nothing that he did. Honestly, i tried to think of something, but nothing came out)

It's definitely an end to something that has eclipsed our JC 1 lives, for me at least. I hope that i do get that A i wanted. And i hope that my group will all get an A. Except Brandon, you honestly don't deserve it.

If only it were that easy...

End of an Era? Maybe...

So i thought i'd post about PW. I mean to be honest, it's probably the best subject of all the subjects we take in the entire course of the Singapore education system. It's the only useful subject that actually teaches you something about street smarts. It's the only subject that allows you to discern completely, those who have the street smarts and those who don't. You can tell the difference between those who study so hard for the paper qualifications but lack the capability and ability to succeed in life because what they learn through pure memorizing and lack of inspiration completely hinders them. You can tell two people who get straight As apart with PW.

But there's always a catch isn't there. There are so many loopholes and lame regulations in the subject itself; the way it's carried out and all. It makes it the stupidest subject yet again. So we have come to the end of it all. I must say it's been an experience, not the best i have to say, but definitely one worth remembering.

To be continued...

Pins and Needles

Even though i know what i'm looking for, she's got a brick wall behind her door. I'd travel time to confess to her, but i'm afraid she'd shoot the messenger. Think again, is the wall really there? I think i've found the flower in the field of weeds, been searching until my hands bleed but does this flower belong to me?

Only time will tell, but someone's gotta take the first step. There are people who say that it's now or never, but i think that that's utter nonsense. But then again, i know nothing about this game i play and she's the referee isn't she?

in-DECISIVE?

i should really make up my mind. But is it really that bad? Hmm, but she really does seem like the one. I mean if the flame is still burning after almost 3 years, it means something right. It could. I hope it does.