Here come my Grades!
I got a memo from the HR department today telling me to verify my personal particulars. It is an annual exercise, I think. As if somehow, the names of my parents and my sex could change within a year.
But what a stroll down memory lane while checking my particulars. In my case, memory lane looks like King Kong just walked through it and taking a dump in the middle of it. You see, they actually listed down the grades (oh, the horrors) I got from all 49 subjects I have taken in NUS since the 1st year, 1st semester in 1996. Just looking at the 49 subjects and the grades I got makes me want to hide under the table. Below is just a small selection of the 49 subjects that NUS used to cheat my money (and time) for four years:
Year 1
(i) History of Building (Semester 1, 96-97) Grade - B
I remember attending this course and was taught something about how architects from the past strived to obtain as large an internal space as possible – from pyramids to modern churches. Using 20/20 hindsight, this class wasn’t too bad. One of few subjects I actually liked.
(ii) Building Technology (Semester 2, 96-97) Grade – C+
I recall shovelling gravel and sand into some mixer and making cement as part of the practical lessons. I also remember that I decided at that point that I am not going to spend the rest of my life shovelling shit like some workers from 3rd world nations. Explains my C+, huh?
(iii) Social Studies and Philosophy for Real Estate Professionals (Semester 2, 96-97) Grade - B+
What the hell is this course? Philosophy? Was this the course MP Amy Khor Neo taught me? I honestly can’t remember a single thing about this course. I also don’t know how the hell I got a B+. Sorry, Mdm Khor.
(iv) Surveying (Semester 2, 96-97) Grade C+
I remember walking around with a tripod and surveyor like a couple of Bangala workers surveying the contours of the land in NUS. Yep. Whole faculty didn’t give a shit. I think everyone got a C+ by default since nobody gave a flying F. Yet another crap course, courtesy of the faculty. Why do they bother?
(v) Built Environment (Semester 2, 96-97) Grade B+
Why is it that I never could recall subjects which I did well? What the hell is Built Environment about? Shit, I need to find my notes. I think this is a prelude to town planning module? Whatever, the B+ is most welcome in my galaxy of bad grades.
Year 2
(v) Property Valuation (Semester 1, 97-98) Grade C
This course sucks balls. I think property valuation was taught by some guy from Africa. Seriously. And I think he was teaching us using some archaic real estate valuation practices from the UK. Brilliant.
African lecturer + ancient UK valuation practices = C + undying hatred for NUS
(vii) Utility and Building Services (Semester 2, 97-98) Grade C +
Learning about air cons and electrical wiring. Such unbridled joy.
(vi) Measurement (Semester 2, 97-98) Grade C+
Ah yes, Measurement. The shittest course in the history of shitty courses. “Taking off” skills. Excavate top soil, REMFS, backfill, curtain walls, painting = UNNECESSARY BULLSHIT WHICH POLY GRADS CAN DO. This course is the reason why the whole faculty is crap. It is teaching skills which are redundant and that poly grads can do (probably better than us NUS dumbasses). What’s the point?
I asked a lecturer once why were we being taught the same skills set as a poly grad. He mumbled something, hee-hawed left and right, twiddled his fingers and finally said that NUS grads could focus on "management aspects" of construction instead. Talk about not answering the question, fucker.
(v) Management (Semester 2, 97-98) Grade B
I think this is the course which we were required to go over to Faculty of Business Administration. I also remember that this was an epic waste of time as we learned "out of the box" concepts of management (ha, ha). The only thing good about this course was that we got to eat at the BizAd canteen and oggle at the BizAd girls. Speaking of Biz Ad girls, I noticed they liked to do two things, namely (a) put their glasses on their hair when they are not using them; and (b) tie their sweater around their waists like a chastity belt when they are not wearing it. Odd. It makes them look like NASCAR drivers wearing armoured belt.
Speaking of food, there was this young idiot manning the western food stall at Biz Ad canteen. He would bellow at everyone at the line asking them what they want.
"You? Chicken Chop? And you? Fish?"
Despite sounding like he was in control and sibei on, he always ended up taking the wrong fucking orders from everyone. FUCKER. All of us ended up exchanging our plates later in order to get what we ordered.
"Wah lao, chicken becomes fish. Eh, who ordered fish ar? Fucker gave me fish for no reason."
"Ooh, me, me. Here's your chicken chop. Hey, nabei! This is also not dory fish fillet what?!"
My year 3 and 4 grades are pretty disgusting also. This rant stops here due to my overwhelming shame.
But what a stroll down memory lane while checking my particulars. In my case, memory lane looks like King Kong just walked through it and taking a dump in the middle of it. You see, they actually listed down the grades (oh, the horrors) I got from all 49 subjects I have taken in NUS since the 1st year, 1st semester in 1996. Just looking at the 49 subjects and the grades I got makes me want to hide under the table. Below is just a small selection of the 49 subjects that NUS used to cheat my money (and time) for four years:
Year 1
(i) History of Building (Semester 1, 96-97) Grade - B
I remember attending this course and was taught something about how architects from the past strived to obtain as large an internal space as possible – from pyramids to modern churches. Using 20/20 hindsight, this class wasn’t too bad. One of few subjects I actually liked.
(ii) Building Technology (Semester 2, 96-97) Grade – C+
I recall shovelling gravel and sand into some mixer and making cement as part of the practical lessons. I also remember that I decided at that point that I am not going to spend the rest of my life shovelling shit like some workers from 3rd world nations. Explains my C+, huh?
(iii) Social Studies and Philosophy for Real Estate Professionals (Semester 2, 96-97) Grade - B+
What the hell is this course? Philosophy? Was this the course MP Amy Khor Neo taught me? I honestly can’t remember a single thing about this course. I also don’t know how the hell I got a B+. Sorry, Mdm Khor.
(iv) Surveying (Semester 2, 96-97) Grade C+
I remember walking around with a tripod and surveyor like a couple of Bangala workers surveying the contours of the land in NUS. Yep. Whole faculty didn’t give a shit. I think everyone got a C+ by default since nobody gave a flying F. Yet another crap course, courtesy of the faculty. Why do they bother?
(v) Built Environment (Semester 2, 96-97) Grade B+
Why is it that I never could recall subjects which I did well? What the hell is Built Environment about? Shit, I need to find my notes. I think this is a prelude to town planning module? Whatever, the B+ is most welcome in my galaxy of bad grades.
Year 2
(v) Property Valuation (Semester 1, 97-98) Grade C
This course sucks balls. I think property valuation was taught by some guy from Africa. Seriously. And I think he was teaching us using some archaic real estate valuation practices from the UK. Brilliant.
African lecturer + ancient UK valuation practices = C + undying hatred for NUS
(vii) Utility and Building Services (Semester 2, 97-98) Grade C +
Learning about air cons and electrical wiring. Such unbridled joy.
(vi) Measurement (Semester 2, 97-98) Grade C+
Ah yes, Measurement. The shittest course in the history of shitty courses. “Taking off” skills. Excavate top soil, REMFS, backfill, curtain walls, painting = UNNECESSARY BULLSHIT WHICH POLY GRADS CAN DO. This course is the reason why the whole faculty is crap. It is teaching skills which are redundant and that poly grads can do (probably better than us NUS dumbasses). What’s the point?
I asked a lecturer once why were we being taught the same skills set as a poly grad. He mumbled something, hee-hawed left and right, twiddled his fingers and finally said that NUS grads could focus on "management aspects" of construction instead. Talk about not answering the question, fucker.
(v) Management (Semester 2, 97-98) Grade B
I think this is the course which we were required to go over to Faculty of Business Administration. I also remember that this was an epic waste of time as we learned "out of the box" concepts of management (ha, ha). The only thing good about this course was that we got to eat at the BizAd canteen and oggle at the BizAd girls. Speaking of Biz Ad girls, I noticed they liked to do two things, namely (a) put their glasses on their hair when they are not using them; and (b) tie their sweater around their waists like a chastity belt when they are not wearing it. Odd. It makes them look like NASCAR drivers wearing armoured belt.
Speaking of food, there was this young idiot manning the western food stall at Biz Ad canteen. He would bellow at everyone at the line asking them what they want.
"You? Chicken Chop? And you? Fish?"
Despite sounding like he was in control and sibei on, he always ended up taking the wrong fucking orders from everyone. FUCKER. All of us ended up exchanging our plates later in order to get what we ordered.
"Wah lao, chicken becomes fish. Eh, who ordered fish ar? Fucker gave me fish for no reason."
"Ooh, me, me. Here's your chicken chop. Hey, nabei! This is also not dory fish fillet what?!"
My year 3 and 4 grades are pretty disgusting also. This rant stops here due to my overwhelming shame.
posted by Captain Obvious at 8:37 PM
4 Comments:
If I am going to start with mine, I'll start with my "F" -building science.
When everyone scored an easy "A", "F" was what I have got.
Obviously, I was the only one retaking this subject and got a "D" or is it a "C" my 2nd time. Think they made me pass so they need not set another paper for just one candidate again.
I got B+ for Building Science. Was it that easy? I can't even recall what's the subject is all about and who was the teacher.
That indian lecturer with such a strong accent that no one pays attention.
All I remember was some cement compound.
Oh yes, we always sniggered whenever he pronounced cement as semen. Damn funny. Ahh, the bad old days. I don't miss them at all.
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