I have been complaining about writing reports and report deadlines ever since I started blogging I guess. I’ve never thought of report writing as a hard thing, like those lab reports? Those just take like an hour or so to write besides the occasional procrastination. Yeah, I used to write lab reports a long time ago. But this. This. Report. Is taking forever. I should blame it on the occasional video gaming in between but that occasional video gaming was one of the only thing keeping me sane before I flip out and verbally murder someone.
It’s an audit report.
Probably the worst experience I’ve ever had for 2013. A close second to my final exams, which I will be writing about at the end. Doing the audit wasn’t really the horrible part, the one thing which made the whole thing so bad was the teamwork. The so called ‘teamwork’. I felt that we literally had none. Everyone expected the other to work for the sole reason of ‘oh, aku tak reti buat, tapi sebab kau reti buat, then kau buatla‘ sort of attitude or ‘huhuhuhuu aku kne buat case write up tak siap lagi huhuhu‘ sort of excuse.
But Kai! Not everyone can do stuff up to your standards!
Yeah, I get that. Everyone has strengths and weaknesses, not everyone can write or do calculations or present. I understand that not everyone can live up to everyone’s standard. But, dude, you can seriously tell from someone’s work whether they were trying their best or just plain copy paste and plagiarize.
Like, dahla copy paste, then grammar salah dan tugang langang.
I wouldn’t be so critical about this thing if it weren’t for the fact that if we were to perform poorly, we will witness our lecturers get under fire.
Well, in the end, we did finally manage to present the audit and actually presented it till the end. I’ve heard that some groups get stopped in the middle (or even the beginning) if the data didn’t tally or the calculations were wrong. I didn’t present though. If I did, I bet all hell would break lose as I initiate a cold war with 38 other colleagues. Every time our lecturers stopped our presentation and asks for an explanation for a sentence or a statement, my heart skipped a beat. There I was, sitting at the back with an ally of mine, going into arrhythmia almost every 10 minutes or so for the entire session.
So now I’m writing the report. And I am complaining. I’ve managed to finish a major chunk as about now. So all’s well I guess.
I hope none of my colleagues read this.
Okay, so about my exams.
I was right before New Year. While everyone else is thinking of the next holiday vacation and how cool the fireworks would look like, I’m sitting in my room thinking how my doctors will skin me alive on the day of my exams.
The written exams were horrible in a sense that I didn’t manage to study much (hurrr audit hurrr) and subjects which I thought I would excel turned out to be an actual nightmare. Then, the practical exams happened.
It was a day before New Year. There were two rooms. The first room had a lady with a case of pruritis. I have no idea what she has, to be honest. I diagnosed her wrong and I think I failed to manage her properly. My examiner was just sitting there smiling. I don’t know whether that is a good sign. Apparently, she smiles to everyone. Then I entered the second room.
And there she was, the examiner who is well-known to be an invigilator with a knack for failing students, sitting behind the table.
I failed before I even started. I panicked so much that I spoke so fast that I consulted the person so quickly that I forgot what I even asked or talked about and didn’t know what to do later and she was there looking at me and smiling and glancing at the next person beside her and she was also smiling like sending me a non-verbal cue that I made a wrong turn and that I’ve just been failed and they were looking at me and I didn’t know what to do besides looking at an empty sheet of paper in front of me and waiting for the timer to go off.
Sometimes, I guess it is much better if the student never gets to see the examiner. Anyway, a few days ago, I bumped into one of my lecturers and then he asked me why my group has the highest failing rates as compared to other rotations (haha, how the heck am I supposed to know?). As you can see, I went into depression in the subsequent days and don’t feel like doing anything at all other than sulk and be more depressed. Results aren’t out yet but even if they were, I’m too scared I might actually go into clinical depression and contemplate suicide should I find out how disappointing my results are, so I hope I won’t know.
Anyway, a little drawing that I did //before I did the audit and my exams// just to liven things up. I don’t feel like doing anything productive for quite a while; I need to sort up my brain and focus myself.
Thanks for viewing~
Sorry for any wrongdoings of mine~
And have a nice day~