I hate interviews. I swear. O_x You see, I half fail actual social interaction. Well, it’s okay if I know someone, or am speaking with a friend of a friend and such… but interviews and public communication just do weird things to me. Like drive me bat crazy.

You see, I’m taking up Engineering but I decided to shift. I realised that I’ll kill myself out of hatred for the subject matter if I continued. To Communication Reasearch. The essay exam was alright, but then afterwards we had to sit through an interview… and I died. @_@

Haha. I get so jittery during interviews that I forget to answer the questions and ramble on and on about random things… TT__TT *sob* I hope they still let me and my insanity in…

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Excerpt from ComRes interview of Pao. 05Nov2007. Approx 1344H +08GMT :

Interviewers: What name would you like us to address you with?

Me: *in freaky cheery voice* ”Oh! Pao is fine. I have many many names, but Pao’s the easiest, so that’ll do. *pause* Unless of course you’d prefer to call me something else… Then you can call me whatever suits your fancy. Well, I don’t really mind whatever you call me. Whether I actually answer to the name, however, is the question…

Interviewers: *silence* Okay. whatwasthatyouweirdperson???  … Why do you want to shift to ComRes?

Me: I want to take up ComRes cause it’s research! On communication! Whee. Lovely things, those. Interesting too. Oh, speaking of interesting… do you know that a few days ago some Australian policemen arrested a crocodile for pouncing on poor, unsuspecting fishermen? Quite funny, that. <3

Interviewers: No, not really… ohdearlordshe’sbloodyCUKOO

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Okay. So I was actually able to say a couple of cohesive reasons on why I wanted to shift like how math drives me battier than even interviews, and how many things will die if I deal much more of it much longer… but I didn’t say that ’cause it would make it look like shifting’s a last resort. Which it’s not, honestly. It’s actually one of the first. but that’s probably how the two interviewers are going to remember the proceedings. And the reasons I actually gave were too boring to blog about, of course.

ONE DAY, I WILL GO TO AND INTERVIEW AND NOT DIE! I SWEAR. ONE DAY. LIKE AFTER I DIE…

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