99th Street, Prelude To Our First Hundred

Folks,

Thanks so much for hanging with me all these while, as you can see SKOOKUM! is currently in its 99th page, and next week SKOOKUM! hits its first HUNDRED. Yes, It's 100. Well, I am definitely happy about it, and relieved too, that I am fianlly breaking the double-digit barrier and moving on the the 3-Digits arena. You'll get more of my contemplative rumblings next week.

This few weeks have not been the easiest weeks to pass, as not only did work got tougher, so did the competition. I mean it kinda sucked when some of your closest classmates are doing better than you are, and you're left wondering what did they do that you clearly didn't do... or what they didn't do, that apparently you did? I am lost to whether I am really stupider than some people in class, or is it just that they are capable of giving better answers in their assignments.

That's something problematic about school work that I cannot come to terms with, that is, does Passion for a subject mean anything at all? Passion for the subject means nothing at all, it seems.... I can feel so damn passionate about my assignment and in the end I didn'e score as well as the guy who clearly treats the assignment, as well, another plain assignment. They say in the absence of everything, passion will ensure that you will go on. How true is that??? I have seen truly passionate people at school doing not so well at all! How does the education system reward people with passion? Or does it in the end boils down to who can give the CORRECT answer, stripped of passion or love and purely mechanical and pretentious?

I don't know, after weeks after weeks of frustration and stress, I really don't know how to get out of this mental mess I got myself in....

Anyway, enough of my endless rant, it's that I am in a mood to let it all out on the computer screen. Do come back next week for more SKOOKUM!

Later!