Monday, March 07, 2011

My last semester and a good weekend

Waddup amigos. It's so nice to wake up on a monday morning and not have to go to school. I've just completed this ridiculous compulsory half module for law students called Work & Family (that's why it was completed in half a term and I no longer have class on mondays), which tries to teach you how to achieve a work-life balance. For three reasons, I think it's a cocked up irony. Firstly, why do I have to be taught work-life balance when any one in the right mind wants to achieve it and would naturally work towards achieving it; and for those who are mad, teaching them ain't gonna convince them. Secondly, the module requires us to do this irritating interview with a married couple of our choice and worse, transcribe a page worth of notable quotes from the interview and write a paper based on that interview as to how work and home domains' spillovers interact. I don't see why such a useless and tedious exercise should have tipped my current work-life balance towards the 'work' part. Thirdly, I feel that my work-life balance is much more towards the 'life' part now that this stupid module is over.

Indeed, the weekend has been a rather restful one, at least relative to all the other preceding weekends. In a fleeting span of 8 weeks, I have completed 3 research papers, 4 midterm exams, and 2 presentations. This is the worst bashing SMU has dealt me so far, and I see that it has saved the best for last. Of course it's partly due to my double degree programme that I've about 30% more work than the rest, but still, I don't see why 70% of what I'm doing is even warranted for making me a competent lawyer. But anyway, it's really nice to savour a sat evening with no work on your mind, have a sumptuous dinner of hawker fare, watch a good film, sleep for 9 hours, wake up and take a leisurely drive to Brewerkz (the one near indoor stadium, overlooking Kallang river) to have a lazy sunday brunch consisting of burger, cheddar, crispy bacon, fries that have this damn shiok crisp-crunch on the outside and mush on the inside, and to top it off with a delectable bread pudding drenched in cream sauce and some whisky caramel drizzled around it. Oh yeah, and read the Sunday Times while waiting for your food to come. Perfectomundo.