lundi, juin 28, 2004 Thank you to everyone who has been a tower of support during this time of perpetual agony and angst and other very painful sorts of things. Sometimes you just know when certain things in life are going to become one of those "what if" stories you think about in your head with immense regret and self-loathing if you make a wrong choice - and I have a feeling this masters thing is going to one of them (like me dropping higher chinese... my chinese could have made it one!), if I make a wrong choice.There are a couple of factors involved (obviously, or I wouldn't be in such pain), such as: - Is it (morally?) right to quit before I've worked for even a year? Do I owe it to my boss to keep working? - Is my brain still working? - What if I don't pass the pre-requisite modules with the minimum B- grade, and I can't make it into the graduate programme? - Is NUS the best place to get my masters in International Studies degree? Should I be spending more time and money on this inflexible institution? Haven't I had enough of the damned place already, after 5 years? (4 years undergrad, 1 year working) --- though actually, come to think of it, I've already recouped about half of the money that my parents put into NUS on 8 month's pay alone. Hmm. - Am I too spoiled?! Must remember that Maslow's hierarchy includes the theory that self-actualisation can never be obtained. I don't want to be the irresponsible daughter who spent a king's ransom on her education, only to graduate with a useless arts degree, only now it's not just a useless bachelor of arts degree, it's a masters in arts. [Water, water, everywhere] |
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