some dreams live on in time forever
those dreams,you want with all your heart
and i will do whatever it takes
follow through with the promise i made
put it all on the line
what i hoped for at last would be mine
if i could reach,higher
just for one moment touch the sky
from that one moment in my life
i am gonna be stronger
know that i have tried my very best
i would put my spirit to the test
if i could reach
some days are meant to be remembered
those days we rise above the stars
so i will go the distance this time
seeing more the higher i climb
that the more i believe
all the more that this dream would be mine
"reach" by gloria estefan & diane warren
hitting the highnotes
a simple girl in a big big world
Seldom,very seldom does complete truth belong to any human disclosure; seldom can it happen that something is not a little disguised,or a little mistaken.
- Jane Austen, Emma
Talking much about oneself can also be a means to conceal oneself.
- Friedrich Nietzsche
sounding the rhythmof life
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
This is madness. Quite ready to raise the white flag after a night of self-administered surveys. Many more nights to go. Ok,I know I have been warned by many folks that it’s tough work but I still want to do it. Stubborn me I know I know. Now I think I have to revise the method of stratified random sampling because ideally it is good but realistically speaking it is rather impossible for me to do it alone. Even in a group I think it is very tough. Besides sampling two different populations of different sizes makes it very difficult to have a standard sampling design. Looks like I gotta do semi-random (if there’s such a thing) and make up for it with a larger sample size. How I wish I can get a research grant so that I can hire surveyors. But even the photocopying is so ex, like $200 plus. Sigh, as much as I want to be a good researcher, there are so many constraints in terms of time and resources that frustrate me so much. Shall try badgering the school for money.
Having aching shoulders from carrying stacks of questionnaires, blisters on feet from walking here and there, up and down (great workout for butt though) and bruises on knuckles from knocking on so many doors. Ntu hall design is so odd,like a maze, could really get lost at night when every block looks the same to me. I am just thankful the number of responses was quite okay. At least I can still tell myself to persevere. But I know for sure I don’t want to be a salesperson next time. >.<”
Waaah. I feel so sorry for myself lah. Go sayang myself now.
