Frustrated beyond frustration
She has been staring at the computer aimlessly all day long.
What has she accomplished? Almost nothing.
Why? She has been so busy looking through the other group members' part. Progress would take place if not for the fact that they pretty much copied and pasted information from the various sources. She does not understand why do people do that. She thinks she is extremely naive. But she is thankful that she offered to do the data compilation otherwise she and her groupmates would definitely score a big fat zero on this major assignment.
She screams in frustration. She asks God why does He allow her to go through this? At this point, she is ready to strangle her lecturer for randomly assigning people into random project groups. 'What happened to freedom of choice in this world?', she asks aloud but doesn't expect an answer.
She is stuck.
She SIGHS.
She cries out a prayer of desperation.
She takes in a deep breath, realizes that a miracle isn't going to take place just by staring at the wall in dissatisfaction and resentment. The miracle will only take place when she finds forgiveness in her heart.
She takes another slow, deep, and long breath and braces herself for the seemingly daunting task ahead of her. The night is still young but the deadline draws nigh...
What has she accomplished? Almost nothing.
Why? She has been so busy looking through the other group members' part. Progress would take place if not for the fact that they pretty much copied and pasted information from the various sources. She does not understand why do people do that. She thinks she is extremely naive. But she is thankful that she offered to do the data compilation otherwise she and her groupmates would definitely score a big fat zero on this major assignment.
She screams in frustration. She asks God why does He allow her to go through this? At this point, she is ready to strangle her lecturer for randomly assigning people into random project groups. 'What happened to freedom of choice in this world?', she asks aloud but doesn't expect an answer.
She is stuck.
She SIGHS.
She cries out a prayer of desperation.
She takes in a deep breath, realizes that a miracle isn't going to take place just by staring at the wall in dissatisfaction and resentment. The miracle will only take place when she finds forgiveness in her heart.
She takes another slow, deep, and long breath and braces herself for the seemingly daunting task ahead of her. The night is still young but the deadline draws nigh...
hey dear!
karyao!! i guess these things happen to make us tougher..group work.thats the part that usually sucks..
love,
val
Posted by
Anonymous |
12:45 AM
hey dear!
erm... just wanted to say that I MISS YOU!
Posted by
Cmate |
11:43 AM
hey, thanks val.
gina, miss u too. really.
Posted by
Serena |
8:32 PM
i can only say one thing...at this point of time i truly echo ur sentiments
-navee-
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Anonymous |
4:14 PM
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