Wednesday, November 09, 2005
This has been one hell of a week.
I have 4 straight days of deadlines for term papers, case assignments, and presentations. One. Day. At. A. Time. I just submitted a petty 2-page assignment to my international banking prof. I think he is going to laugh at it.
Lord, help.
Tomorrow I have a meeting with a group mate at 7:00am (yes, 7 am) to prepare for presentation which begins at 8:30am. Yes, we are the first group to present. And yes, we just got started on the slides this morning. And yes, there is still much to be done. And yes, we have a follow-up report that is due next Thursday.
Lord, help.
On Friday, I have a draft to submit on our research topic for Managing Corporate Reputation and External Relations. We are working on corporate governance in Asia and how it affects corporate reputation. I am working on my part (which is the link between Corporate goernvance and reputation) and I still haven't started.
Lord, help.
This Saturday morning is another Chinese presentation. 'Nuff said.
Lord, help.
I was already counting my blessings when I actually had time to sleep. I wasn't planning to since I had so much work at hand. In the end I slept at 2am and woke up at 7. Praise Jesus.
Now I have to wake up at 5am tomorrow. Well done, my dear, well done.
I wonder if there's any chance of me having a 14-hour sleep during the weekend...
Anyway, this afternoon there was a make-up class for K.S' Creative Thinking, and me being the TA had to be there as well. While I did have International Banking at the same time, I decided I was going to have none of the stuff that keep feeling so sad about (especially after that horrid case) so I decided to use Creative Thinking time to decide what to do with the slides for tomorrow's presentation. Sneaky, huh. Hurhurhurr
But anyway just a little reflection on how these classes have been going so far. Yesterday we had an in-class debate, where the motion was "This House Believes that Creativity Cannnot Be Taught". So following the prof's instructions (since he would only be around in the afternoon) I divided them into two and had people to volunteer themselves to be the debators, time keepers, chairperson, etc.
Funny how when you're a senior who's about to graduate, and you come face to face with the freshmen, some of them who are as young as 17 (two of them, actually. But they're from India). When you listen to their conversations, the boisterous talk, the girls giggling and the guys sizing up against each other (well, the Indians, to be precise), suddenly you feel like you're the only person in the room who has any ounce of sanity to keep the room in proper order.
The debate was really weird too. Because while the class knew how a debate goes, arguments were hurled in all four corners of the room, and there was this girl from the floor who just wouldn't give up a fight and so she even started arguing with the debators - almost to the point of offending the other party. Anyhow the debate went on for an hour, I had to come in and say something before chaos abounded, came to a conclusion that there wasn't going to be a decisive winner since there was no common ground to agree upon (at one point they began to deviate from the topic altogether to debate the difference between learning and teaching). Class was dismissed an hour early.
Then today prof held everybody back by almost 2 hours. We started at 3:30pm, he came in at 3:45, and we ended everything at 8:00pm++. I had a friend who recounted an experience of prof having to make them lie on the floor while he recited some pretty interesting things, and tonight I personally got to see it for myself. He'd make everyone find a comfortable spot to lie on the floor, close their eyes, forget about everything surrounding them, and prof made them think about the things they loved, the things they were afraid of, and made them choose to decide that they were going to need to be comfortable in their own skin (the reason he gave was that creativity would only flow if we had the people we loved and cared about to enjoy the fruits of our creativity with us, and when we overcame our fear of certain people/situations). It was very funny, because throughout the whole thing while I was trying to do the same thing myself, my mind started heading back to the One Thing that has sustained me throughout this whole crazy year, and suddenly the whole "soliloquy" became irrelavant to me. It was as if I'd already found my own comfort zone.
Let's just put it this way: what prof asked the class to find, I already found It, the reason being that one you realize that you actually possessed a certain kind of power that no one could ever take away from you, you just don't feel intimidated by the world anymore.
So anyway, enough about my little sharing, because I need to bathe and I need to get back to that awful presentation due tomorrow.
Blah.
Lord, help.
Tomorrow I have a meeting with a group mate at 7:00am (yes, 7 am) to prepare for presentation which begins at 8:30am. Yes, we are the first group to present. And yes, we just got started on the slides this morning. And yes, there is still much to be done. And yes, we have a follow-up report that is due next Thursday.
Lord, help.
On Friday, I have a draft to submit on our research topic for Managing Corporate Reputation and External Relations. We are working on corporate governance in Asia and how it affects corporate reputation. I am working on my part (which is the link between Corporate goernvance and reputation) and I still haven't started.
Lord, help.
This Saturday morning is another Chinese presentation. 'Nuff said.
Lord, help.
I was already counting my blessings when I actually had time to sleep. I wasn't planning to since I had so much work at hand. In the end I slept at 2am and woke up at 7. Praise Jesus.
Now I have to wake up at 5am tomorrow. Well done, my dear, well done.
I wonder if there's any chance of me having a 14-hour sleep during the weekend...
Anyway, this afternoon there was a make-up class for K.S' Creative Thinking, and me being the TA had to be there as well. While I did have International Banking at the same time, I decided I was going to have none of the stuff that keep feeling so sad about (especially after that horrid case) so I decided to use Creative Thinking time to decide what to do with the slides for tomorrow's presentation. Sneaky, huh. Hurhurhurr
But anyway just a little reflection on how these classes have been going so far. Yesterday we had an in-class debate, where the motion was "This House Believes that Creativity Cannnot Be Taught". So following the prof's instructions (since he would only be around in the afternoon) I divided them into two and had people to volunteer themselves to be the debators, time keepers, chairperson, etc.
Funny how when you're a senior who's about to graduate, and you come face to face with the freshmen, some of them who are as young as 17 (two of them, actually. But they're from India). When you listen to their conversations, the boisterous talk, the girls giggling and the guys sizing up against each other (well, the Indians, to be precise), suddenly you feel like you're the only person in the room who has any ounce of sanity to keep the room in proper order.
The debate was really weird too. Because while the class knew how a debate goes, arguments were hurled in all four corners of the room, and there was this girl from the floor who just wouldn't give up a fight and so she even started arguing with the debators - almost to the point of offending the other party. Anyhow the debate went on for an hour, I had to come in and say something before chaos abounded, came to a conclusion that there wasn't going to be a decisive winner since there was no common ground to agree upon (at one point they began to deviate from the topic altogether to debate the difference between learning and teaching). Class was dismissed an hour early.
Then today prof held everybody back by almost 2 hours. We started at 3:30pm, he came in at 3:45, and we ended everything at 8:00pm++. I had a friend who recounted an experience of prof having to make them lie on the floor while he recited some pretty interesting things, and tonight I personally got to see it for myself. He'd make everyone find a comfortable spot to lie on the floor, close their eyes, forget about everything surrounding them, and prof made them think about the things they loved, the things they were afraid of, and made them choose to decide that they were going to need to be comfortable in their own skin (the reason he gave was that creativity would only flow if we had the people we loved and cared about to enjoy the fruits of our creativity with us, and when we overcame our fear of certain people/situations). It was very funny, because throughout the whole thing while I was trying to do the same thing myself, my mind started heading back to the One Thing that has sustained me throughout this whole crazy year, and suddenly the whole "soliloquy" became irrelavant to me. It was as if I'd already found my own comfort zone.
Let's just put it this way: what prof asked the class to find, I already found It, the reason being that one you realize that you actually possessed a certain kind of power that no one could ever take away from you, you just don't feel intimidated by the world anymore.
So anyway, enough about my little sharing, because I need to bathe and I need to get back to that awful presentation due tomorrow.
Blah.
9:15 PM//Keep this post! 
