Mentorship and Leadership... Just a couple of topics that have been on my mind lately, what with the outset of the University of Waterloo Chinese Christian Fellowship elections subcommittee...
Signs of age -- discussions of the fellowship: the future direction of the fellowship, how we are to carry the vision out, and with what resources would we employ to fulfill the vision...
Resources, undoubtedly, being people.
It never ceases to amaze me -- the talent with which God has blessed our fellowship. It is somewhat mindboggling to fully grasp the extent of manpower that the fellowship requires and utilises to complete the many initiatives that it establishes. To name a few, weekly Friday night programs that cater to 100+ people, a number of various small groups that meet weekly, once a term productions including refreshments for upwards to 400 people... all on top of our normal academic careers and personal lives. Incredible. Definitely, nothing could happen without the strength of God; we would not be able to accomplish anything.
Practically speaking, however, it would be impossible to start everything from scratch. I mean, whatever learning curve we pick up should be transferred to the next generation -- a sensible concept whether it be explained in terms of the environment (reuse and recycle!), management efficiency (eliminate non-value-added and redundant activities), economics (reduce fixed costs), or whatnot.
Anyway, my point is that as a fellowship, we are continuously in training, equipping the future leaders of the fellowship. Which brings me to my main topic: Who is a leader? What makes a person a leader?
Sure, a gesture such as the undertaking of an initiative rings a clear message. What about age? I know that age itself does not necessarily say anything in particular. Nonetheless, I think it is a reality [whether you choose to accept it or not] that "seniors" (i.e., 3rd year and on?), at least, are automatically perceived as leaders. The question is, then, do perceptions of someone affect how he/she chooses to *be*?
As always, extremities are never desirable. On one hand, we are not to be as callous as to go about our own ways without regard to what people think at all. On the other, we are not to be as easily influenced as to lack any personal conviction. The balance? "...make up your mind not to put any stumbling block or obstacle in your brother's way." —Romans 14:13. It would be ignorant to avoid perceptions of oneself; at the very minimum, one should examine one's conduct, that it not cause others to stumble. However, what people perceive and thus take as examples of leadership will be retained and carried on. Ultimately, one must think hard of the question of choosing to accept these perceptions, and resultingly, choosing to adopt the role of a leader. I do not think it is a question to be ignored -- ignorance is unacceptable.
On a recent car ride home, we were challenged to think about people who have made us up -- those who have spent time to mentor, influence, and nurture our growth. I know that who I am today is greatly attributed to their time and care. Although it is easy to just be grateful for them, the next logical question is, For whom have you had the honour to mentor, to influence, to nurture *their* growth?
I know that my mentors have been a true blessing in my life, and I have learned much from them. As with all of God's gifts, however, I think that they are to be used. The parable of the talents [Matt. 25:14-30] / ten minas [Luke 19:14-27] illustrates that we are to invest with whatever God has entrusted us; it would only be selfish to receive his gifts for ourselves and keep it at that.
Now that I'm in my last year, at times I have been regarded as "ancient" in the fellowship [but I still challenge anyone to DDR anyday! =p], I think I have more or less adopted a role as a leader. As much as I have tried to challenge some of the younger ones in the fellowship, it has been a two-way street, which has been cool. =) I do not agree that only mentors can influence us; I think any number of people can challenge us and make us think, and I have learned much from many people younger than me.
Notwithstanding the pragmatic issue of training, I think mentorship stems out of love, that we want to expend the energy to build up a fellow brother or sister. Indeed, it is a privilege to be allowed into someone else's life, to know that they honestly consider my opinions and advices... and most gratifyingly, to the point where I can reach out to the person, not "below" me as a mentee, but alongside as a peer -- a beginning of a lifelong partnership to carry on the good work until the day of completion.
Until next time, this is Gladys Yam.
Saturday, February 22, 2003
Wednesday, February 19, 2003
An article that my sister brought to my attention a little while back. Well, at least it was amusing to us. =p
I yam what I yam
Today's question, brought to you by Knight-Ridder news agency is: What's the difference between a sweet potato and a yam? First, potatoes are tubers. Sweet potatoes are roots. Also, U.S. growers would like for all of us to stop writing two words for sweet potatoes. They insist the proper spelling is sweetpotato — one word. There was no word on whether Dan Quail would add an "e" or not.
A real yam is grown primarily in Africa and the Caribbean, and is darker on the outside, pure white inside. The sweet potato is copper-coloured with a golden-red flesh. The confusion began when slaves compared the sweet potato with the "nyamis" of their homeland. Nyamis became yams, and the two terms became interchangeable. The confusion continues today as the duo are often mislabelled.
The original article in the Toronto Star
Until next time, this is Gladys YAM.
I yam what I yam
Today's question, brought to you by Knight-Ridder news agency is: What's the difference between a sweet potato and a yam? First, potatoes are tubers. Sweet potatoes are roots. Also, U.S. growers would like for all of us to stop writing two words for sweet potatoes. They insist the proper spelling is sweetpotato — one word. There was no word on whether Dan Quail would add an "e" or not.
A real yam is grown primarily in Africa and the Caribbean, and is darker on the outside, pure white inside. The sweet potato is copper-coloured with a golden-red flesh. The confusion began when slaves compared the sweet potato with the "nyamis" of their homeland. Nyamis became yams, and the two terms became interchangeable. The confusion continues today as the duo are often mislabelled.
The original article in the Toronto Star
Until next time, this is Gladys YAM.
Tuesday, February 18, 2003
Well, to continue some analysis of Les Miserables, I am sure it is apparent to all, but I thought it was cool how the theme of grace constantly prevailed over the law...
Despite the righteousness that comes with abiding with the law: "You have done your duty, nothing more," in the end, the law cannot prevail over grace:
And must I now begin to doubt,
Who never doubted all these years?
My heart is stone and still it trembles
The world I have known is lost in shadow.
Is he from heaven or from hell?
And does he know
That granting me my life today
This man has killed me even so?
...
It is either Valjean or Javert!
And what of the final statement,
"To love another person is to see the face of God."?
Whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did for me.
–– Matthew 26:40
Despite the righteousness that comes with abiding with the law: "You have done your duty, nothing more," in the end, the law cannot prevail over grace:
And must I now begin to doubt,
Who never doubted all these years?
My heart is stone and still it trembles
The world I have known is lost in shadow.
Is he from heaven or from hell?
And does he know
That granting me my life today
This man has killed me even so?
...
It is either Valjean or Javert!
And what of the final statement,
"To love another person is to see the face of God."?
Whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did for me.
–– Matthew 26:40
Sunday, February 16, 2003
Peace.
It has been a while since I have experienced peace in our apartment -- my roommates have left Waterloo for reading week. Not that I don't enjoy the [yeet lau] loud fun when it *is* here, but it is definitely nice to once in a while recline from my usual whirlwind of activities, throw on some jazz tunes, and reflect...
Les Miserables
Definitely my favourite musical. I used to, and still do, empathize with the character of Eponine, the tragic heroine who does not win the heart of her guy. I've always loved "On My Own" due to its relability, although right now, I can't say I really pine for anyone in particular... =p Anyway, the point of this reflection is not about relationships...
If I were to sum up the musical in one word, it would be grace. No doubt, it was writen with such a theme in mind, but the following are just a few extracts of my analyses...
Contrary to the functionings of the world, not everything is about what we deserve... Yes, the world is unfair; he did not deserve to be ostracized by society when he tried to look for a normal job, but after the Bishop of Digne treated him kindly, Valjean stepped back and asked, "Why? Why are you so nice to me?" To which the bishop replied,
But remember this, my brother
See in this some higher plan
You must use this precious silver
To become an honest man.
Following the Bishop's challenge, Valjean decides to turn from his old self. No, actually, more than that: he kills his old self and begins anew. Easier said than done, I know, but with a complete change in attitude and mindset towards his new goal, obstacles *will* be overcome.
[more to come]
Until next time, this is Gladys Yam.
It has been a while since I have experienced peace in our apartment -- my roommates have left Waterloo for reading week. Not that I don't enjoy the [yeet lau] loud fun when it *is* here, but it is definitely nice to once in a while recline from my usual whirlwind of activities, throw on some jazz tunes, and reflect...
Les Miserables
Definitely my favourite musical. I used to, and still do, empathize with the character of Eponine, the tragic heroine who does not win the heart of her guy. I've always loved "On My Own" due to its relability, although right now, I can't say I really pine for anyone in particular... =p Anyway, the point of this reflection is not about relationships...
If I were to sum up the musical in one word, it would be grace. No doubt, it was writen with such a theme in mind, but the following are just a few extracts of my analyses...
Contrary to the functionings of the world, not everything is about what we deserve... Yes, the world is unfair; he did not deserve to be ostracized by society when he tried to look for a normal job, but after the Bishop of Digne treated him kindly, Valjean stepped back and asked, "Why? Why are you so nice to me?" To which the bishop replied,
But remember this, my brother
See in this some higher plan
You must use this precious silver
To become an honest man.
Following the Bishop's challenge, Valjean decides to turn from his old self. No, actually, more than that: he kills his old self and begins anew. Easier said than done, I know, but with a complete change in attitude and mindset towards his new goal, obstacles *will* be overcome.
[more to come]
Until next time, this is Gladys Yam.
Saturday, February 08, 2003
Monday, February 03, 2003
Sorry, I've been busy with various things, as usual... This is a cheap post, actually; it's not written by me, but I thought it was interesting and it also goes back to the initial topic of this blog: BALANCE. =)
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Keeping the balance in your life
By Rick Warren
“And Jesus grew in wisdom and stature, and in favor with God and men.” —Luke 2:52 (NIV)
The Law of Balance is built into our universe. For things to function properly there must be equilibrium.
For example …
… The Earth doesn't vibrate when it rotates because it is balanced on its axis. And we neither freeze to death nor burn up because we are just the right distance from the sun.
… Nature exists in balanced ecosystems. God has built checks and balances into nature that keep the food chain in order.
… In Architecture, the stress on a building must be balanced or it will collapse.
… The Human Body works best when our systems are balanced. Imbalance is called "illness.” Restoring balance is called "healing.”
One of the most common problems I see are people living imbalanced lives. It’s a disease with many symptoms but the same root cause. You can become imbalanced with anything - working, eating, sleeping, playing, TV, sex …etc.
The fact is - many people tend to pay more attention to their PUBLIC lives and neglect their PRIVATE side. Like poor photographs, they are overexposed and underdeveloped.
The results of imbalance are always the same: frustration and fatigue. Like imbalanced tires, you wear out quickly. Imbalance unchecked eventually leads to burnout.
A number of years ago, Dr. Charles Garfield did a landmark study on "Peak Performers"- those who were leaders in their respective fields. One of the common denominators of peak performers was that - contrary to popular myth - they were not single minded workaholics but rather balanced
individuals.
The most balanced person who ever lived was Jesus Christ. In one translation, the Bible says he "grew intellectually, physically, spiritually, and socially.” (Luke 2:52)
How would you rate yourself in these four categories of growth?
Is there balance in your life or have you neglected one or more of these key areas?
Let me challenge you to do a personal check-up this week:
- Am I mentally sharper than 5 years ago? Why not?
- Will I do anything about it?
- Am I frequently complaining of fatigue or poor health?
What's my plan to change?
- Am I developing the spiritual side of my life? What am I doing
to better understand God and his purpose for my life?
- Am I cultivating meaningful relationships where support is
given and received?
- Who can count on me as a genuine friend?
-PDL-
Copyright 2002 by Rick Warren.
Rick Warren is the author of “The Purpose Driven Life” and pastor of Saddleback Church in Lake Forest, California.
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Keeping the balance in your life
By Rick Warren
“And Jesus grew in wisdom and stature, and in favor with God and men.” —Luke 2:52 (NIV)
The Law of Balance is built into our universe. For things to function properly there must be equilibrium.
For example …
… The Earth doesn't vibrate when it rotates because it is balanced on its axis. And we neither freeze to death nor burn up because we are just the right distance from the sun.
… Nature exists in balanced ecosystems. God has built checks and balances into nature that keep the food chain in order.
… In Architecture, the stress on a building must be balanced or it will collapse.
… The Human Body works best when our systems are balanced. Imbalance is called "illness.” Restoring balance is called "healing.”
One of the most common problems I see are people living imbalanced lives. It’s a disease with many symptoms but the same root cause. You can become imbalanced with anything - working, eating, sleeping, playing, TV, sex …etc.
The fact is - many people tend to pay more attention to their PUBLIC lives and neglect their PRIVATE side. Like poor photographs, they are overexposed and underdeveloped.
The results of imbalance are always the same: frustration and fatigue. Like imbalanced tires, you wear out quickly. Imbalance unchecked eventually leads to burnout.
A number of years ago, Dr. Charles Garfield did a landmark study on "Peak Performers"- those who were leaders in their respective fields. One of the common denominators of peak performers was that - contrary to popular myth - they were not single minded workaholics but rather balanced
individuals.
The most balanced person who ever lived was Jesus Christ. In one translation, the Bible says he "grew intellectually, physically, spiritually, and socially.” (Luke 2:52)
How would you rate yourself in these four categories of growth?
Is there balance in your life or have you neglected one or more of these key areas?
Let me challenge you to do a personal check-up this week:
- Am I mentally sharper than 5 years ago? Why not?
- Will I do anything about it?
- Am I frequently complaining of fatigue or poor health?
What's my plan to change?
- Am I developing the spiritual side of my life? What am I doing
to better understand God and his purpose for my life?
- Am I cultivating meaningful relationships where support is
given and received?
- Who can count on me as a genuine friend?
-PDL-
Copyright 2002 by Rick Warren.
Rick Warren is the author of “The Purpose Driven Life” and pastor of Saddleback Church in Lake Forest, California.
Saturday, January 11, 2003
Agism.
Or, if you prefer, ageism; both spellings are acceptable.
“Prejudice or discrimination against a particular age-group.” [Merriam-Webster Dictionary]. Based on empirical occurrence, I mainly try to address the discrimination of maturity against younger age groups.
It is a concept that I never knew existed until now; when I was younger I seldom had the privilege of dealing with many of my elders to be on the receiving end of any discrimination. Either that, or I was never possessed such strength of character to be resentful of any subordinate treatment due to my age.
It appears that younger age groups have had to endure the judgement that they are less mature or even immature solely because they are younger. From this assumption stems the argument that maturity is not solely dependent on one’s age.
And I agree.
Maturity, (I think) an elusive concept that we attempt to achieve in our years, does not possess a causal relationship to age. An associated relationship though, perhaps. [Herein kicks in my statistical background. =P] However, to explore this issue, “maturity” must first be defined…
Until next time, this is Gladys Yam.
Or, if you prefer, ageism; both spellings are acceptable.
“Prejudice or discrimination against a particular age-group.” [Merriam-Webster Dictionary]. Based on empirical occurrence, I mainly try to address the discrimination of maturity against younger age groups.
It is a concept that I never knew existed until now; when I was younger I seldom had the privilege of dealing with many of my elders to be on the receiving end of any discrimination. Either that, or I was never possessed such strength of character to be resentful of any subordinate treatment due to my age.
It appears that younger age groups have had to endure the judgement that they are less mature or even immature solely because they are younger. From this assumption stems the argument that maturity is not solely dependent on one’s age.
And I agree.
Maturity, (I think) an elusive concept that we attempt to achieve in our years, does not possess a causal relationship to age. An associated relationship though, perhaps. [Herein kicks in my statistical background. =P] However, to explore this issue, “maturity” must first be defined…
Until next time, this is Gladys Yam.
Monday, January 06, 2003
Back to normal...
Well, this term is not *quite* as normal. So far, Masters of Accounting has been interesting, to say the least. Everything seems to be in disarray: the online registration system has been down so we could not check our schedules in time for class, coursenotes will not be available until next week while we need to prepare for class, the finance component of the electronic system often has discrepancies... Generally, we don't really know what we're doing . =P
On an aside, it is sad to see the state of our "technologically advanced school." It makes me wonder where the list of management letter points, as a result of the annual audit, has disappeared to.
Coming from a pretty lax fall term (save the learning of full courses before the finals; I have not slacked so badly before in my life!) and the "Play hard!" component of my personal maxim, it does not feel like Masters at all, especially since I have been accustomed to taking six courses as my normal courseload.
(As usual,) I think I overestimated the amount of time we had for Masters (the notion that this Masters is of minimal value still exists...), but things are slowly forming up. The amount of readings that we need to do prior to each class is incredible, and having to endure through 3-hour lectures for *all* of our courses is *quite* onerous...
Hello coffee.... "oh sweet elixir..." =p
Until next time, this is Gladys Yam.
Well, this term is not *quite* as normal. So far, Masters of Accounting has been interesting, to say the least. Everything seems to be in disarray: the online registration system has been down so we could not check our schedules in time for class, coursenotes will not be available until next week while we need to prepare for class, the finance component of the electronic system often has discrepancies... Generally, we don't really know what we're doing . =P
On an aside, it is sad to see the state of our "technologically advanced school." It makes me wonder where the list of management letter points, as a result of the annual audit, has disappeared to.
Coming from a pretty lax fall term (save the learning of full courses before the finals; I have not slacked so badly before in my life!) and the "Play hard!" component of my personal maxim, it does not feel like Masters at all, especially since I have been accustomed to taking six courses as my normal courseload.
(As usual,) I think I overestimated the amount of time we had for Masters (the notion that this Masters is of minimal value still exists...), but things are slowly forming up. The amount of readings that we need to do prior to each class is incredible, and having to endure through 3-hour lectures for *all* of our courses is *quite* onerous...
Hello coffee.... "oh sweet elixir..." =p
Until next time, this is Gladys Yam.
Wednesday, January 01, 2003
Monday, December 30, 2002
Hey hey... so New Year's Eve plans have finally been formed!
(This is an open invitation, and please let me know if you're thinking of coming for purposes of hors d'oeuvres.)
Mahjongg at my house! [No set time; feel free to drop by at anytime after dinner.] We will have a few tables going... we (my siblings and I) can even teach you Chinese dominoes if you'd like [did anyone watch Kung Fu: The Legend Continues with David Carradine? =p].
Don't play mahjongg? No problem! We can teach you! Or, you can sample the wide selection of PS / PS2 / DC games from my brothers... and yes, the games include a variety of selections from Dance Dance Revolution! =)
Champagne has already been taken care of. =)
Lastly, to continue my (high school) friends' tradition, after the countdown, we will be going to Golden Griddle... say, 1-1:30?
Golden Griddle: [Markham Road / between Sheppard and Progress]
10 Milner Business Court M1B 3C6
It's at the bottom of the office towers there, so you need to park in the business parking lot.
If you'd like my address, please contact me! Hope to see you here!
[and all together now] Until next time, this is Gladys Yam.
(This is an open invitation, and please let me know if you're thinking of coming for purposes of hors d'oeuvres.)
Mahjongg at my house! [No set time; feel free to drop by at anytime after dinner.] We will have a few tables going... we (my siblings and I) can even teach you Chinese dominoes if you'd like [did anyone watch Kung Fu: The Legend Continues with David Carradine? =p].
Don't play mahjongg? No problem! We can teach you! Or, you can sample the wide selection of PS / PS2 / DC games from my brothers... and yes, the games include a variety of selections from Dance Dance Revolution! =)
Champagne has already been taken care of. =)
Lastly, to continue my (high school) friends' tradition, after the countdown, we will be going to Golden Griddle... say, 1-1:30?
Golden Griddle: [Markham Road / between Sheppard and Progress]
10 Milner Business Court M1B 3C6
It's at the bottom of the office towers there, so you need to park in the business parking lot.
If you'd like my address, please contact me! Hope to see you here!
[and all together now] Until next time, this is Gladys Yam.
Sunday, December 29, 2002
Haha, you know what else is inherited? The Yam household does not sleep. Well, it is not uncommon to find the entire household bustling about at 1 a.m. [presumably late?] It was really funny one day when my sister said to me, "What's wrong with us?" As I was watching or playing video games with one of my brothers while my other brother was doing exercises running up and down the stairs with a training kendo sword in his hands. Haha, I suppose you had to be there. =p
I guess it is also not uncommon to find the entire household napping at 6 p.m. in the evening either. =p
Until next time, this is Gladys Yam.
I guess it is also not uncommon to find the entire household napping at 6 p.m. in the evening either. =p
Until next time, this is Gladys Yam.
Thursday, December 26, 2002
Merry [belated] Christmas!
It is nice to be back at home, which for me, typically means hanging out with friends. (Work hard and play hard!)
But over the years, it has been increasingly fun to hang out with my family. I don't think I have historically been a very good sister; as a result of my "playing," I was seldomly at home. Having gone away for a couple of summers in high school, and then having gone away for university, I now cherish very much the family time that we have, especially since my sister is away at university, too. So we all look forward to having family dinners... they are hilarious. =P
The latest family functions were a "cousins' get-together" and... Chinese school.
My siblings and I (four of us in total) all went to mandarin class together (private teacher.) Haha... I must admit, story potential had a lot to do with my attendance, but it was fun. =) Oh, our Yam antics... haha, I think some of my craziness is inherited. It's not my fault! =p
Until next time, this is Gladys Yam.
It is nice to be back at home, which for me, typically means hanging out with friends. (Work hard and play hard!)
But over the years, it has been increasingly fun to hang out with my family. I don't think I have historically been a very good sister; as a result of my "playing," I was seldomly at home. Having gone away for a couple of summers in high school, and then having gone away for university, I now cherish very much the family time that we have, especially since my sister is away at university, too. So we all look forward to having family dinners... they are hilarious. =P
The latest family functions were a "cousins' get-together" and... Chinese school.
My siblings and I (four of us in total) all went to mandarin class together (private teacher.) Haha... I must admit, story potential had a lot to do with my attendance, but it was fun. =) Oh, our Yam antics... haha, I think some of my craziness is inherited. It's not my fault! =p
Until next time, this is Gladys Yam.
Tuesday, December 17, 2002
Saturday, December 14, 2002
*smother*...*smother*...
How easily I forget...
A bug has been going around DC library; it seems that your nose starts running as soon as you step into the library, although it seems only a few people have caught a full-blown cold... I guess I was one of those few, despites my efforts to smother it with Vitamin C.
Alas, I forgot to add the important element of *rest*, coupled with the essential dependence on God for strength...
Haha, I accomplished a significant achievement on Monday, only significant to other machine-wannabe humans: I studied for pretty much all of the 16 hours I was at DC on Monday, on 2.5 hours of sleep... (no naps!)
Needless to say, I got sick after that, and am now quickly recovering, after having slept *all* day...
The Lord is my strength and my song;
he has become my salvation.
He is my God, and I will praise him;
my father's God, and I will exalt him.
– Exodus 15:2
How easily I forget...
A bug has been going around DC library; it seems that your nose starts running as soon as you step into the library, although it seems only a few people have caught a full-blown cold... I guess I was one of those few, despites my efforts to smother it with Vitamin C.
Alas, I forgot to add the important element of *rest*, coupled with the essential dependence on God for strength...
Haha, I accomplished a significant achievement on Monday, only significant to other machine-wannabe humans: I studied for pretty much all of the 16 hours I was at DC on Monday, on 2.5 hours of sleep... (no naps!)
Needless to say, I got sick after that, and am now quickly recovering, after having slept *all* day...
The Lord is my strength and my song;
he has become my salvation.
He is my God, and I will praise him;
my father's God, and I will exalt him.
– Exodus 15:2
Friday, December 13, 2002
Bond. James Bond.
Well we thought we'd take a break after Tax on Tuesday, so we watched "Die Another Day."
I *was* impressed with the creativity with the gadgets and toys, as well as with the plotline; I realize it's no easy task to think of new twists to please the masses...
That being said, a lot of the movie was incredible. Too many times did my friends and I mutter, "Oh come *on*! Please!"
Also, the movie was incredibly... punny. [nonstop *rollage* of the eyes]. One would expect *much* better writing from a movie of such calibre... =p
Until next time, this is Gladys Yam.
Well we thought we'd take a break after Tax on Tuesday, so we watched "Die Another Day."
I *was* impressed with the creativity with the gadgets and toys, as well as with the plotline; I realize it's no easy task to think of new twists to please the masses...
That being said, a lot of the movie was incredible. Too many times did my friends and I mutter, "Oh come *on*! Please!"
Also, the movie was incredibly... punny. [nonstop *rollage* of the eyes]. One would expect *much* better writing from a movie of such calibre... =p
Until next time, this is Gladys Yam.
Monday, December 09, 2002
I'm still enjoying finals... although I'll see how I am tomorrow when I finish studying for Tax...
Hm.. just a question, does anyone know someone by the name of "Mung-Foo" or "Mum-Foo"? If so, please let me know. =)
I can hardly believe my undergrad is pretty much complete... all right, I have two more exams after Taxation III on Tuesday morning, but those are really not a big deal (thus revealing my relative level of care for those mandatory math courses...). I *am* still motivated to study for them, though; I have never ever had a term when I've slacked off this badly before.
Anyway, it's been a lot of fun. =) When my classmates and I get together (well, the "getting together" part happens pretty much seven days of the week...,) we often look back on this journey and reminisce, although only having begun less than five years ago. It's funny because we talk about the same events every single time, making me think of old (grandfather/grandmother-type) friends with faint memories, not being able to remember what they discussed an hour ago. A very pleasant scene.
The topics recur:
My friends didn't even know I was in accounting until sometime in 2B... somehow, I think we met up in DC (Davs Centre library) and Calculus (oh, Calculus...) brought us together.
2A was *brutal*... and so are accountants... =p
2B was *wonderful*; we *SO* should have taken six courses!!! [sigh]...
3A was terrible, playing "catch-up and midterm" every week, so we again lived in DC in our respective locations. And when we thought 3B couldn't possibly be any worse than 3A, it *was*... a hell-ish term if there was one.
Although not nearly as bad as 3B, we *still* spent all of our time in DC during 4A... out of habit? Perhaps: after all, it's our "home away from home away from home."
The value of education and the current degradation of the post-secondary education system (including the degradation of U of W), being lost to myopic mindsets brought on by the influence of industry and economics, especially with such a program as co-op, which requires that their students be trained for the here-and-now...
I guess tomorrow (technically, today) will be our last full day here, together, studying for the same course in our respective seats in the same row, day after day... it's been fun to "work" together: for class - group assignment and projects - have we exhausted all the permutations and combinations yet?, for DC - who will take the morning shift, and who will take the late shift? =p
Haha, may I present to you, the DC Crew. =p Haha... See you guys in Masters.
Until next time, this is Gladys Yam.
Hm.. just a question, does anyone know someone by the name of "Mung-Foo" or "Mum-Foo"? If so, please let me know. =)
I can hardly believe my undergrad is pretty much complete... all right, I have two more exams after Taxation III on Tuesday morning, but those are really not a big deal (thus revealing my relative level of care for those mandatory math courses...). I *am* still motivated to study for them, though; I have never ever had a term when I've slacked off this badly before.
Anyway, it's been a lot of fun. =) When my classmates and I get together (well, the "getting together" part happens pretty much seven days of the week...,) we often look back on this journey and reminisce, although only having begun less than five years ago. It's funny because we talk about the same events every single time, making me think of old (grandfather/grandmother-type) friends with faint memories, not being able to remember what they discussed an hour ago. A very pleasant scene.
The topics recur:
My friends didn't even know I was in accounting until sometime in 2B... somehow, I think we met up in DC (Davs Centre library) and Calculus (oh, Calculus...) brought us together.
2A was *brutal*... and so are accountants... =p
2B was *wonderful*; we *SO* should have taken six courses!!! [sigh]...
3A was terrible, playing "catch-up and midterm" every week, so we again lived in DC in our respective locations. And when we thought 3B couldn't possibly be any worse than 3A, it *was*... a hell-ish term if there was one.
Although not nearly as bad as 3B, we *still* spent all of our time in DC during 4A... out of habit? Perhaps: after all, it's our "home away from home away from home."
The value of education and the current degradation of the post-secondary education system (including the degradation of U of W), being lost to myopic mindsets brought on by the influence of industry and economics, especially with such a program as co-op, which requires that their students be trained for the here-and-now...
I guess tomorrow (technically, today) will be our last full day here, together, studying for the same course in our respective seats in the same row, day after day... it's been fun to "work" together: for class - group assignment and projects - have we exhausted all the permutations and combinations yet?, for DC - who will take the morning shift, and who will take the late shift? =p
Haha, may I present to you, the DC Crew. =p Haha... See you guys in Masters.
Until next time, this is Gladys Yam.
Wednesday, December 04, 2002
The time has come.
Oh, how I enjoy this time, when one can just study and not think about much other academic burden...
to be able to focus on just one thing at a time... to rest when it is needed... it is so relaxing, indeed...
oh finals, how I love thee...
(haha, yes, i am serious =p)
Until next time, this is Gladys Yam.
Oh, how I enjoy this time, when one can just study and not think about much other academic burden...
to be able to focus on just one thing at a time... to rest when it is needed... it is so relaxing, indeed...
oh finals, how I love thee...
(haha, yes, i am serious =p)
Until next time, this is Gladys Yam.
Tuesday, November 26, 2002
I *was* about to post a couple of days ago, but I have successfully converted back into "machine-mode". Haha, not to an extreme, but at least I have motivation to get things done.
This morning was beautiful...
"Who's that crazy girl taking pictures on her way to school?"
Beautiful... even Waterloo can be beautiful... =p
Until next time, this is Gladys Yam.
This morning was beautiful...
"Who's that crazy girl taking pictures on her way to school?"
Beautiful... even Waterloo can be beautiful... =p
Until next time, this is Gladys Yam.
Wednesday, November 20, 2002
one down... four more assignments to go...
oh motivation, wherefore art thou, motivation...?
Not having any motivation to start writing up my assignment any earlier, I only started to assemble my thoughts at around midnight last night. And being the person of principle that I *am* (=p) I do not allow myself to complete an assignment (or study for a midterm, etc.) on the day of. That is, I must finish the assignment / finish studying before I go to bed... So I knew it was going to be a long night...
4:30 rolls around when all of a sudden... zap... power goes out, I lose everything since my last save (which, thank goodness, wasn't very much), but I had no power to complete the assignment...
Amusingly, my housemate, b.p., realizes that there was absolutely nothing else left to do and finally decided to go to bed.
I, on the other hand, proceeded to pack my bag to head for campus, where I planned to stay until class this morning... well, there was a change of plans and I ended up in the comfort of my friend's house [5:30 am: "Hello? Can I come over?" "Huh...mmm-hmmm"] and was able to squeeze in two naps somewhere in there before class... but... the stuff that I get myself into... [sigh] [tsee gei lo lay...] =p
The funny thing was, this morning in class, my friends complained about the power outage, and one told us that the power only came back on at 6am. Of course, the scary thing is that we were all up at that time... haha...
Until next time, this is Gladys Yam.
oh motivation, wherefore art thou, motivation...?
Not having any motivation to start writing up my assignment any earlier, I only started to assemble my thoughts at around midnight last night. And being the person of principle that I *am* (=p) I do not allow myself to complete an assignment (or study for a midterm, etc.) on the day of. That is, I must finish the assignment / finish studying before I go to bed... So I knew it was going to be a long night...
4:30 rolls around when all of a sudden... zap... power goes out, I lose everything since my last save (which, thank goodness, wasn't very much), but I had no power to complete the assignment...
Amusingly, my housemate, b.p., realizes that there was absolutely nothing else left to do and finally decided to go to bed.
I, on the other hand, proceeded to pack my bag to head for campus, where I planned to stay until class this morning... well, there was a change of plans and I ended up in the comfort of my friend's house [5:30 am: "Hello? Can I come over?" "Huh...mmm-hmmm"] and was able to squeeze in two naps somewhere in there before class... but... the stuff that I get myself into... [sigh] [tsee gei lo lay...] =p
The funny thing was, this morning in class, my friends complained about the power outage, and one told us that the power only came back on at 6am. Of course, the scary thing is that we were all up at that time... haha...
Until next time, this is Gladys Yam.
Tuesday, November 19, 2002
OK, OK, so here's the story...
I had accidentally spilled some oil on the stove (enough of it...) and I cleaned it up, but I guess I didn't realize oil had dripped into the dish underneath the element... so as my [choy] was boiling away, the element (well, technically the oil underneath) started to catch on fire... yes, very high flames...
So I immediately turned the element off, removed the pot off the heat, and was going to cover it with a pot lid when my housemate's boyfriend proceeded to empty out the contents of our Brita onto the element... (!!)
Well, thank God nothing disastrous happened.
Anyway, not a big deal. =p
Until next time, this is Gladys Yam.
I had accidentally spilled some oil on the stove (enough of it...) and I cleaned it up, but I guess I didn't realize oil had dripped into the dish underneath the element... so as my [choy] was boiling away, the element (well, technically the oil underneath) started to catch on fire... yes, very high flames...
So I immediately turned the element off, removed the pot off the heat, and was going to cover it with a pot lid when my housemate's boyfriend proceeded to empty out the contents of our Brita onto the element... (!!)
Well, thank God nothing disastrous happened.
Anyway, not a big deal. =p
Until next time, this is Gladys Yam.
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