Thats my favorite smell of body lotion from Gilly Hicks from Sydney. That sweet velvety smell totally describes my emotions right now. After a whole long semester of struggling to how I would be paying my tuition fees for the upcoming semesters, I finally got a reply from my professor stating he would be closing the contract with me on hiring me as his Research Assistant. That position would pay me a stipend as well as if I'm not mistaken, half of my tuition fees, the least.
I am so glad it all worked out. This reminds me of the Curious Case of Benjamin Buttons, the Butterfly Effect, which means to say that a simple teeny weeny bit of changes (out of your linear system) could cause a huge massive change in the latter part of the cycle. Just that one little thing could change your entire life. Fascinating, isn't it?
To tell the story of how I was inspired to propose a research to this Professor, it was because of a small incident that happened, and ironically, which was linked from one teeny thing to another teeny teeny thing. My parents especially my mom has been coming onto me, complaining how I was wasting my dad's money because I have a decent undergraduate degree and I could be already starting my career back in Malaysia instead of having to come all the way to the United States, spending more money, going back to school. Nonetheless, I am not going to complain because they, after all, did send me here. I would consider that as a support. And not to demean my parents, I love them whole-heartedly. Its just how they want me to be the creme of the creme, to be superficially outstanding, is just getting on to me at times. I am a human after all. So, as far as you can tell, being brought up in that kind of environment, has gotten me competitively independent. I would rather not depend on my parents because that, to me, is a form of weakness. I was taught to not display my weaknesses because people would make use of that to bring me down. So I was finding ways to support myself in the state by applying jobs to pay for my accommodation, food and all.
In addition to that, I was told that I might have to return to Malaysia because it is just impossible to be sending that amount of money (with the 3.0 exchange rate). I was like, No, I have gotten all the way here, and doing so well, I will not let this get hold of me, and simply just give up what I have built here.
I emailed the Head of the CJ Department, asking her about financial aids and all. She threw many MANY ideas at me. And one of that many many ideas, inspired me with this research proposal I suggested to my Professor.
And it was a great success! He liked what I proposed, and hired me immediately.
That, my friend, is that tiny wee bit of thing that caused this entire scenario. I am most delighted to be told of this news.
On a side note, having to accept your own abilities and staying positive all the time really does contribute to all of this.
Signing off,
xoxo
I am so glad it all worked out. This reminds me of the Curious Case of Benjamin Buttons, the Butterfly Effect, which means to say that a simple teeny weeny bit of changes (out of your linear system) could cause a huge massive change in the latter part of the cycle. Just that one little thing could change your entire life. Fascinating, isn't it?
To tell the story of how I was inspired to propose a research to this Professor, it was because of a small incident that happened, and ironically, which was linked from one teeny thing to another teeny teeny thing. My parents especially my mom has been coming onto me, complaining how I was wasting my dad's money because I have a decent undergraduate degree and I could be already starting my career back in Malaysia instead of having to come all the way to the United States, spending more money, going back to school. Nonetheless, I am not going to complain because they, after all, did send me here. I would consider that as a support. And not to demean my parents, I love them whole-heartedly. Its just how they want me to be the creme of the creme, to be superficially outstanding, is just getting on to me at times. I am a human after all. So, as far as you can tell, being brought up in that kind of environment, has gotten me competitively independent. I would rather not depend on my parents because that, to me, is a form of weakness. I was taught to not display my weaknesses because people would make use of that to bring me down. So I was finding ways to support myself in the state by applying jobs to pay for my accommodation, food and all.
In addition to that, I was told that I might have to return to Malaysia because it is just impossible to be sending that amount of money (with the 3.0 exchange rate). I was like, No, I have gotten all the way here, and doing so well, I will not let this get hold of me, and simply just give up what I have built here.
I emailed the Head of the CJ Department, asking her about financial aids and all. She threw many MANY ideas at me. And one of that many many ideas, inspired me with this research proposal I suggested to my Professor.
And it was a great success! He liked what I proposed, and hired me immediately.
That, my friend, is that tiny wee bit of thing that caused this entire scenario. I am most delighted to be told of this news.
On a side note, having to accept your own abilities and staying positive all the time really does contribute to all of this.
Signing off,
xoxo
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