Our much awaited/adhoc pajama/slumber party went on smoothly last Friday. There were me, Fara, Ani, Syifaak and Erin, all bunking in at Fara’s landlord-less’ house for the night, savouring over the ‘berketul-ketul’-fettucine marinara, french fries, kek batik, blueberry cheesecake, keropok Juara and Nestle Smarties icecream, put on our all-nighter watching the ever-so-disturbing Pathology movie (one of my collection, thank you) and goofing over each other.
The last time we did that (if we ever la kan, coz all were from different ‘houses’ and classes back in school) was 12 years ago.
But it was an ultra-fun night nonetheless.
Without me worrying the fact that I’m down with flu, cough and slight fever and will be attending a two-day weekend course at my former office in Bukit Kiara.
The speaker was so-so. I tend to get bias when attending speech and courses involving somebody that I don’t really favor and from my observation *lack of knowledge* in certain areas (not to say that I’m better, but there have got to be somebody else better than him in the industry kan?) so I ended up yawning thousand times, scribble my notes half-heartedly and look at him with an indifference kinda look while he’s up there, giving him best.
When he shoots questions, lucky as one slumdog-Jamal-millionaire I am, I answered it correctly (turned out the questions he asked have something to do with my former or current job, or something that I already know) – making me one teacher’s pet of his throughout the whole 2-days sessions. Honestly, I hate it when speaker/teacher/lecturer knows that I’m exist in classes. I prefer to be anonymous.
At the end of the I-wish-it-ended-48-hours-hour-ago-course, he asked each and everyone when are we taking the exam (each and everyone consist of managers, AVP and VPs while I’m the sole person at Executive level) and I bluntly said end of this month (that would be the earliest among all of us there).
He then said “I think you don’t have any problem passing this Module, coz you seemed well-verse in the area. Plus with that confidence-level of yours“. I gulped a bucket of saliva down my already sore throat. Me what??!
And upon asking my background (coming from SC and all), he then said “Oh, no wonder“.
Can’t help feeling good for the rest of the evening (although tad guilty coz have been sumpah seranah-ing him the whole time he was giving speech coz I’m dead bored di).
The words came out of his mouth were exactly like one of my lecturers used to say in my final year doing Diploma. I used to sit at the back-est of the class, scribble my writing notes with whatever it is that crossed my mind and never care to answer any questions shooted (if it involving putting up hands), unless my name was called (which I still hate!). And being the quietest as I am in the class, I however, tend to answer the right question compared to the person sitting at the front-est of the class, and leaving everybody blanked and quizzing “she sits at the back yet she answer all qs correctly. how so?”.
My lecturer used to say that I always give that indifference-I couldn’t care-less-look in the class yet when I speak up, I speak with confidence.
I guess that all were/are true.
I don’t like to show up how great I could be, unless I’m forced to, and I’d rather to take it in examiner’s hand rather that pleasing my lecturer at class and the whole class during lecturers (that explains the ever-not-bonding-relationship with all the lecturers I know). (Oh yeah, tell me about it. I’m still having problems getting references from my lecturers for any job applications coz they even weren’t aware that I exist in their classes!) 🙂
OK, what I’m trying to stress out here is that, no matter how good you did in class, how high you raise your hand during Q&A session, how good your relationships are with the lecturers, and how active you are in class, it won’t determine how you do in exams, and even how you do in life. And it sure hell doesn’t make you even better than other people that just sat quietly at the back. Being quiet doesn’t matter they don’t know. Being street smart is way more important than book smart.
What’s more important is that confidence level you portray when answering questions and that way, will be giving the whole class an idea that you’re a genius (even you’re not, like my case here. hehe) coz by doing that, you already played a psychology game there and left the whole class puzzling. That’s even smarter.
And you’d do just fine in the industry with that 100%-confidence-even-if-you-know-nuts-about-something-look. I know coz I soo did. Still applying that confident look even if I don’t even the answer to the questions when asked. That’ ll save you like 50% of the cookie points even if you answer it wrongly. I survived so far, and so will you.
Or maybe I’ve just got lucky throughout this 17 (plus 10) years of life? 🙂 I just need one more lucky kiss by the lady-luck and I’m good to go.
Ps: Oh, mind my ranting. I’m just tad pissed coz MARA said that my chances for my scholarship application are slims coz I did bad in my SPM. Hello? Might as well look at my kindergarten cert while you’re already on the way there right? *&^^%