"On completion of this unit, students will understand the key steps of the scientific method and how these are applied to real problems that involve data analysis and interpretation, and will gain an appreciation of how statistical data is collected, analysed and stored, and the importance of statistical techniques in the analysis of data. Students will be able to use Excel to present and interpret data graphically, determine confidence intervals, calculate normal probabilities, carry out regression and interpret results, conduct hypothesis testing and interpret results, and to communicate findings through a scientific report. The unit is designed for students without a strong mathematics background."
You really didn't have to read the whole paragraph, my point has been bolded. :)
That, was the description for my statistics unit : SCI1020
The one subject I dreaded most throughout this whole semester. I regretted massively when I had placed this 'workshop' class to 9am on every Tuesdays. That specific class just makes me feel extremely dumb. Dumb to a point where I would rather sit at home and cry myself to sleep. That, was just an exaggeration, but I am going to say this one subject got me really hay-wired.
The lecturer doesn't seem like she knows what exactly she was teaching, my replacement workshop lecturer gave me that 'you are in college and you MUST bring your heavy textbook whenever you have lecture' pep-talk. Despite me feeling extremely dumb in every workshop, I would still bug the crap out of the lecturer. I hate that I feel dumb, but the bugging paid off. At least I learned something out of the extreme buggings. I PAID FOR THIS.
So, apparently this was the easiest math unit around. Of course I was going to take it after that nightmare-ish experience I had with Maths 3CD back in AusMat. It scarred me well. Despite that, I still had not clue what was going on. All statistical words, only confused me even more.
Dear Math,
Has anyone told you that you work so much better when there were only numbers and brackets? Even with all those weird squiggly strokes around (plus, minus, multiply, divide, square root, you name it, SYMBOLS) you were still workable. But why oh why must you have words in you? Why must you make our lives so much more difficult? I have never felt so much dumber since alphabets and words started appearing in you. :(
Fact that I am a Chinese, I am SUPPOSEDLY good at maths. But hey, I just could never ACE math. I could never... Why do you have to make me look so much more dumb than I already am? :(
I do not have an ending to this little ridiculous note to 'Math'.
Let's just hope this is the last time I have to deal with maths. I am hoping it really is the last time I h... oh wait. Chemistry.
I, have nowhere else to run.
But I will pass this stats unit. I WILL!
Thursday, June 14, 2012
Sunday, June 10, 2012
Saturday, June 9, 2012
Where my fears and hopes come from, are my dreams.
Maybe not too much on the hopes part, but fears are a definite.
Am pretty sure I have posted something about dreams before. Tried searching for it, but I really have no clue where it is now. HAHAHA Oops.
I have a fear of spirits, ghosts and similar things. Even when I am dragged into a haunted house, knowing everything is not real, I would still be scared. Scared to a point where I can't open my eyes, not scream, wanting to curl up at that point and not move a single muscle, sweat cold sweat. I guess what I do not understand about such things, scared me the most. Especially when you listen to stories that would scare the crap out of you : Ghost stories. Really not my kind of thing. I learned as much as it raises my curiosity, I was better of not knowing at all. Otherwise, if I do happen to dream of it, I was pretty much dead.
Dreams are where we are able to let loose of ourselves. At least, that is how I find my inner peace. Things that would never happen, happen. Things that would happen in real life, does not necessarily happen in dreams too. Which makes dreams so much more special to me. I feel like a child when I wake up from a happy dream. Trust me, I have this habit of remembering dreams and wonder what is the hidden message beneath it all. After all, there are sayings that dreams are practically expressions of things you want to happen, but couldn't in real life. Dream is my way of escaping reality.
Which is why I must get my 8 hours of beauty sleep every single night. If that doesn't happen, I would be really grumpy about it. Would definitely complain about it for the rest of the day, UNTIL I do get my beauty sleep.
Recurring dreams are the reasons to why I have fears today.
- Fear of chewing chewing gum
- Fear of witnessing injured animals
- Fear of spirits and ghosts and such
Probably the fear of taking examinations too? But I guess this is a general fear that everyone has. I simply don't see how people can get a comfortable sleep the night before their exams. There is just too much going through my head to worry about:
+ waking up in time for the exam
+ making sure I have everything I need for the examination
+ wondering if I would be hungry during the exams
+ making sure I have a water bottle filled with water in case I get thirsty
+ making sure I have a watch with me so that I can keep track with my time
+ making sure I get my way to the exam venue
+ alot more, really. Don't you people feel the same too? oh god. :/
With that aside, I am going to talk about my dream last night, which is very much related to my fear of ghosts.
Dreams are so weird that anything happens whenever it likes. LMAO. Liking how extremely random it gets sometimes. Doesn't make sense, but it has some story line to it SOMEHOW. Ridiculous!
Somehow in that dream of mine, the current house I am living in, was somehow haunted. The whole dream turned really weird where we have a 'shaman' (that's what google translated BOMOH to) came to each of our rooms to cast some spell or some sort of prayers to eliminate the ghosts or something. I was scared to the ultimate, but at the same time, I was trying to brainwash myself into believing it wasn't real, or at least my room wasn't haunted. But then the 'shaman' ended up coming to my room too, and started going all mumbly with some foreign language.
Then the dream somehow looped into somebody finding out that I have this fear, and was enrolled with this session whereby everybody in the session will experience ghost witnessing for the first time in their lives. Everybody on board were all daring and were fascinated by the fact that they were going to have a shot in seeing them for the first time. I, on the other hand, was pretty much TERRIFIED. I tried convincing myself: if I do see them this time, maybe I won't be afraid anymore? Maybe they are not that bad after all? BUT I COULDN'T OPEN MY EYES EVEN IN MY DREAMS TO LOOK AT THEM.
oh god.
Really. It was terrifying. I had that image in my head the whole time when I was apparently in that session. Images of scary looking monsters and ghosts that would scare the crap out of me. I just couldn't.
The fact that we know NOTHING about the powers of ghost, the fact that they have no definite shape of image, the fact that they are MOSTLY scary looking, it haunts me. I am scaring myself with all those vivid images in my head about how they look.... THEY ALL LOOK SO SCARY!!!! T.T
noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.
and hence, I grew a fear of the dark too. That thought of something ultimately scary popping out from NOWHERE, is a much much much higher scale than terrifying to me.
You can ask me to do bungee jumping and all, I would pretty much do it, maybe with a few thoughts and a little shiver, but I would. But... a haunted house? I would CRY on the spot. :/
This fear is something I definitely cannot overcome. I am scarred for life. D:
xxx
On the side note, this is something that I wrote last year on a friend's journal. I like the colours in this scene. :)
You close your eyes, concentrate on your breathing, taking a deep breath in, feeling your lungs expanding, slowly feeling like you are calming down, feeling all those petty problems fading away, your mind is clear, all you see is a pitch black vision; nothing else in sight, you release the air that you breathe in, slowly, releasing the pressure off of your chest, relaxing your body, calming your soul, drifting off to space into the pitch black darkness.
Slowly imagine that you are amongst the clouds. You see the blue sky above you, while you feel the soft, tender, fluffy feeling of the cloud. Floating across the sea of clouds. Weightless, burdenless, carefree. At a distance, you see the sun gleaming, painting the sky with shades of yellow. Watching how the sunbeams highlight the clouds, watching how the lining of the clouds glow amongst its clouded sea of white fluff, peaceful, pleasant.
Little fairies pop out of the clouds from every angle, each representing each colour of the rainbow. They come to greet you, flying around the area, leaving trails of their own rainbow colour as they fly. Watching them enjoying themselves with one another. Coming up to you, once in a while, wondering who or what you are. Nevertheless, not afraid of your presence. They seem to enjoy your presence, fluttering their wings each time they fly, shimmering glitter particles all over the place. They suddenly fly away from you, grouping together, and flies across the sky in unison. What was left, was the sky painted with a rainbow, bright with its colors and glistening with glitter particles on it...
Maybe not too much on the hopes part, but fears are a definite.
Am pretty sure I have posted something about dreams before. Tried searching for it, but I really have no clue where it is now. HAHAHA Oops.
I have a fear of spirits, ghosts and similar things. Even when I am dragged into a haunted house, knowing everything is not real, I would still be scared. Scared to a point where I can't open my eyes, not scream, wanting to curl up at that point and not move a single muscle, sweat cold sweat. I guess what I do not understand about such things, scared me the most. Especially when you listen to stories that would scare the crap out of you : Ghost stories. Really not my kind of thing. I learned as much as it raises my curiosity, I was better of not knowing at all. Otherwise, if I do happen to dream of it, I was pretty much dead.
Dreams are where we are able to let loose of ourselves. At least, that is how I find my inner peace. Things that would never happen, happen. Things that would happen in real life, does not necessarily happen in dreams too. Which makes dreams so much more special to me. I feel like a child when I wake up from a happy dream. Trust me, I have this habit of remembering dreams and wonder what is the hidden message beneath it all. After all, there are sayings that dreams are practically expressions of things you want to happen, but couldn't in real life. Dream is my way of escaping reality.
Which is why I must get my 8 hours of beauty sleep every single night. If that doesn't happen, I would be really grumpy about it. Would definitely complain about it for the rest of the day, UNTIL I do get my beauty sleep.
Recurring dreams are the reasons to why I have fears today.
- Fear of chewing chewing gum
- Fear of witnessing injured animals
- Fear of spirits and ghosts and such
Probably the fear of taking examinations too? But I guess this is a general fear that everyone has. I simply don't see how people can get a comfortable sleep the night before their exams. There is just too much going through my head to worry about:
+ waking up in time for the exam
+ making sure I have everything I need for the examination
+ wondering if I would be hungry during the exams
+ making sure I have a water bottle filled with water in case I get thirsty
+ making sure I have a watch with me so that I can keep track with my time
+ making sure I get my way to the exam venue
+ alot more, really. Don't you people feel the same too? oh god. :/
With that aside, I am going to talk about my dream last night, which is very much related to my fear of ghosts.
Dreams are so weird that anything happens whenever it likes. LMAO. Liking how extremely random it gets sometimes. Doesn't make sense, but it has some story line to it SOMEHOW. Ridiculous!
Somehow in that dream of mine, the current house I am living in, was somehow haunted. The whole dream turned really weird where we have a 'shaman' (that's what google translated BOMOH to) came to each of our rooms to cast some spell or some sort of prayers to eliminate the ghosts or something. I was scared to the ultimate, but at the same time, I was trying to brainwash myself into believing it wasn't real, or at least my room wasn't haunted. But then the 'shaman' ended up coming to my room too, and started going all mumbly with some foreign language.
Then the dream somehow looped into somebody finding out that I have this fear, and was enrolled with this session whereby everybody in the session will experience ghost witnessing for the first time in their lives. Everybody on board were all daring and were fascinated by the fact that they were going to have a shot in seeing them for the first time. I, on the other hand, was pretty much TERRIFIED. I tried convincing myself: if I do see them this time, maybe I won't be afraid anymore? Maybe they are not that bad after all? BUT I COULDN'T OPEN MY EYES EVEN IN MY DREAMS TO LOOK AT THEM.
oh god.
Really. It was terrifying. I had that image in my head the whole time when I was apparently in that session. Images of scary looking monsters and ghosts that would scare the crap out of me. I just couldn't.
The fact that we know NOTHING about the powers of ghost, the fact that they have no definite shape of image, the fact that they are MOSTLY scary looking, it haunts me. I am scaring myself with all those vivid images in my head about how they look.... THEY ALL LOOK SO SCARY!!!! T.T
noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.
and hence, I grew a fear of the dark too. That thought of something ultimately scary popping out from NOWHERE, is a much much much higher scale than terrifying to me.
You can ask me to do bungee jumping and all, I would pretty much do it, maybe with a few thoughts and a little shiver, but I would. But... a haunted house? I would CRY on the spot. :/
This fear is something I definitely cannot overcome. I am scarred for life. D:
xxx
On the side note, this is something that I wrote last year on a friend's journal. I like the colours in this scene. :)
You close your eyes, concentrate on your breathing, taking a deep breath in, feeling your lungs expanding, slowly feeling like you are calming down, feeling all those petty problems fading away, your mind is clear, all you see is a pitch black vision; nothing else in sight, you release the air that you breathe in, slowly, releasing the pressure off of your chest, relaxing your body, calming your soul, drifting off to space into the pitch black darkness.
Slowly imagine that you are amongst the clouds. You see the blue sky above you, while you feel the soft, tender, fluffy feeling of the cloud. Floating across the sea of clouds. Weightless, burdenless, carefree. At a distance, you see the sun gleaming, painting the sky with shades of yellow. Watching how the sunbeams highlight the clouds, watching how the lining of the clouds glow amongst its clouded sea of white fluff, peaceful, pleasant.
Little fairies pop out of the clouds from every angle, each representing each colour of the rainbow. They come to greet you, flying around the area, leaving trails of their own rainbow colour as they fly. Watching them enjoying themselves with one another. Coming up to you, once in a while, wondering who or what you are. Nevertheless, not afraid of your presence. They seem to enjoy your presence, fluttering their wings each time they fly, shimmering glitter particles all over the place. They suddenly fly away from you, grouping together, and flies across the sky in unison. What was left, was the sky painted with a rainbow, bright with its colors and glistening with glitter particles on it...
Monday, June 4, 2012
Have been feeling highly emotional these days.
The moment I feel empty on the inside, the impact somehow multiplies.
It really is best if I could avoid feeling down at all times,
but it really is impossible to be upright and chirpy through everything.
It really is.
Today, is just one of those days.
Where I wake up, feeling empty, with no aim, nothing.
Just empty.
The moment one emotional song hits me, it adds up.
Epic facepalm moment.
Biology exam tomorrow, 144 multiple choice questions. I should be able to nail it. After all, I love bio. Just needing to find that strength to just attempt the sample questions at least 3 more times, it would do the trick. But nope. It just wasn't there.
Been feeling rather empty for the past three days now, about there. I couldn't shake it off, somehow. Maybe I just can't wait to go home? Maybe.
Ah well. I still need to buck myself up for the remaining 3 papers after tomorrow's.
Hehe~ weird post, this one.
Good luck with the exams. :)
The moment I feel empty on the inside, the impact somehow multiplies.
It really is best if I could avoid feeling down at all times,
but it really is impossible to be upright and chirpy through everything.
It really is.
Today, is just one of those days.
Where I wake up, feeling empty, with no aim, nothing.
Just empty.
The moment one emotional song hits me, it adds up.
Epic facepalm moment.
Biology exam tomorrow, 144 multiple choice questions. I should be able to nail it. After all, I love bio. Just needing to find that strength to just attempt the sample questions at least 3 more times, it would do the trick. But nope. It just wasn't there.
Been feeling rather empty for the past three days now, about there. I couldn't shake it off, somehow. Maybe I just can't wait to go home? Maybe.
Ah well. I still need to buck myself up for the remaining 3 papers after tomorrow's.
Hehe~ weird post, this one.
Good luck with the exams. :)
Saturday, June 2, 2012
New layout. Not too bad eyh? That rustic sort of feel. I kinda like it. Slightly more deep as compared to the previous super ridiculous cheer-y colors I had previously. Hopefully this layout is not as straining as the previous one? Maybe a little more calming? Owh well. I like it though. Have got this sudden obsession with the colour red quite recently. Not too sure why, but purple will always be my bias! Always. :)
Anyhow, my first paper is only two days away. You can probably tell by the sudden cut down of posts from the previous month. I still have random ideas to talk about, just that whenever I do, I would have that thought whereby I need to study instead. Hence, those thoughts were chucked away, and then my blog turns boring. I find it surprising that I still have views eventhough the posts have reduced significantly. True, it may not be as much, but viewers are still here. Thank you so very much. <3 You're definitely the reason that drives me to continue blogging, really. Thank you! <3
I am currently waiting for my sister to come pick me up. She's shifting into her new home, and I am going to help her with cleaning... I guess? Owh well. It's like the least I could do in return of all those awesome goodness she is to me. :) With her shifting to a further place, I would not be able to meet up with her as much as I used to. It would take me up to two buses if I am not mistaken. Its even further from where she used to live. HAHAHA. I have to be more hardworking with my cooking from now on. Bleahhhhh.
So yesterday, the song 'Angel' was playing in my head, randomly. No clue who it was sung by, but the song was still playing when I woke up this morning. Decided to YouTube search the part of the lyrics and voila! Sarah McLachlan. Beautiful song, really. Then I browsed through the comment area of the video. It was literally flooded with posts of people talking about their deceased loved ones, from dogs, best friends, parents. What a thing to read when I was fresh from a good sleep. Seemingly, this song was played during funerals. 'In the arms of an angel'. I guess I understand now. The moment I played my downloaded version, that rush of emotions was pretty scary.
Is that what you get when you 'truly' understand the meaning of a song? Quite freaky though. :O
Hahahahaha! Yes! I am going home soon! Only 4 exams papers is the barrier against it now! As the passes, the barricades will make way, and I am on my way home before I know it. Hehehe. Oh the joy. :)
One thing for sure is that I have definitely changed alot from when I was surrounded with familiar people and now, with complete strangers. Not too certain how exactly I have changed, but I know I have. Maybe I would scare the crap out of some people, maybe. We shall see, shall we?
Fingers crossed I will do well for all my papers! :D
Winterrrrrr is officially here! Brrrrrrrrrrr~
Anyhow, my first paper is only two days away. You can probably tell by the sudden cut down of posts from the previous month. I still have random ideas to talk about, just that whenever I do, I would have that thought whereby I need to study instead. Hence, those thoughts were chucked away, and then my blog turns boring. I find it surprising that I still have views eventhough the posts have reduced significantly. True, it may not be as much, but viewers are still here. Thank you so very much. <3 You're definitely the reason that drives me to continue blogging, really. Thank you! <3
I am currently waiting for my sister to come pick me up. She's shifting into her new home, and I am going to help her with cleaning... I guess? Owh well. It's like the least I could do in return of all those awesome goodness she is to me. :) With her shifting to a further place, I would not be able to meet up with her as much as I used to. It would take me up to two buses if I am not mistaken. Its even further from where she used to live. HAHAHA. I have to be more hardworking with my cooking from now on. Bleahhhhh.
So yesterday, the song 'Angel' was playing in my head, randomly. No clue who it was sung by, but the song was still playing when I woke up this morning. Decided to YouTube search the part of the lyrics and voila! Sarah McLachlan. Beautiful song, really. Then I browsed through the comment area of the video. It was literally flooded with posts of people talking about their deceased loved ones, from dogs, best friends, parents. What a thing to read when I was fresh from a good sleep. Seemingly, this song was played during funerals. 'In the arms of an angel'. I guess I understand now. The moment I played my downloaded version, that rush of emotions was pretty scary.
Is that what you get when you 'truly' understand the meaning of a song? Quite freaky though. :O
Hahahahaha! Yes! I am going home soon! Only 4 exams papers is the barrier against it now! As the passes, the barricades will make way, and I am on my way home before I know it. Hehehe. Oh the joy. :)
One thing for sure is that I have definitely changed alot from when I was surrounded with familiar people and now, with complete strangers. Not too certain how exactly I have changed, but I know I have. Maybe I would scare the crap out of some people, maybe. We shall see, shall we?
Fingers crossed I will do well for all my papers! :D
Winterrrrrr is officially here! Brrrrrrrrrrr~
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