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June 11, 2011

Lessons Learned This Semester

I had my last exam today. Actually, it was a make-up exam because I had three exams on one day and so the exam that was common would be postponed. Now I was doing ace in my stats course. I could have easily gotten an A-, or so says the Professor. But because of this exam, my grade went down to a B-. And NOW, I find out that make-up exams are supposedly always harder than the regular exams.

Seriously. Everyone was like the stats exam was so easy, blah di dah. My paper was utter grade-rape. I could've gotten an A- and my GPA would be so much better. But man oh man. I ddn't. If only I could've given the normal exam ... *sigh*

I feel so bad. There was a chance I could've gotten an A, and I wasn't able to. Meh. I guess there's no point mulling over it now. You win some, you lose some. So maybe my GPA wasn't ace this semester. But I've learned from this semester, like I did from the last, and I will make sure that I don't repeat these same mistakes again.


Lessons learned this semester:

  1. Make up exams are a total no no
  2. Not more than 3 courses on one day to avoid taking make-up exams.
  3. Work smart in exams- write down whatever you know about an exam, even if there's no time. NEVER leave anything blank
  4. Work hard consistently.
  5. Revise every single day whatever you learn, don't leave it for one day.
  6. Never skip classes.
  7. Have the confidence to drop a course if you feel the Professor isn't right
  8. Draft essays and outlines are a grade's best friend. Leave ample time to make drafts and get feedback on each version before submitting final version.
  9. Professors matter a lot. But at the same time, don't choose them at the risk of burdening yourself with courses all on one day
  10. Make sure to do the readings for every class to stay up-to-date.

That's all that I remember off the top of my head. I shall add more once I remember.

SUMMER HOLZ ARE HERE! Atleast for a week :P

May 7, 2011

AUSMUN 2011

I have been extremely busy ever since I started university, but even more so when I decided to participate in the annual American University of Sharjah Model United Nations. AUSMUN is a 3 day even with 4 committee sessions that aim to pass a resolution that will pose as a solution to some of the problems that our world faces today. Needless to say, I keenly joined to be the The Chair of the HRC (Human Rights Committee).

The first day, which was basically the general meeting and welcome session went pretty amazingly well. The Chair of HRC said something witty that had the entire auditoriam in fits of laughter, followed by whistles and clapping. I think it goes without saying that The Chair of HRC had a much-needed ego boost.

The second day was scheduled to hold the first and second committee sessions. I wanted to start off with the session, but the Director General decided that the more experienced Chair (Co-Chair 1) would start. So yours truly moderated 20 minutes of the first session. Let me tell you, it was hard. Other committees had one person moderating, another keeping track of the time and typing, and two people paigeing. Our committee was disorganized, and I was disappointed. I had to time, type, moderate, count votes, and it was frantic. I didn't do a very good job, which was only natural considering it's too much multi-tasking for one person. I won't make any excuses, the other experienced chair was able to manage fine, and the second co-chair who was inexperienced like me was also fine. I had a problem because, well, I wasn't prepared perfectly well, and because I'm not that good at multi-tasking, not to this extent anyway.

So then after this session, I was committed to give it my best. So the Chair of HRC got up extremely early, prepared full-on for the third session and was all set to go. Now the 2nd day, (3rd session) was the one where I was supposed to be moderating. At this point, it's important to note that the DG and the experienced co-chair did not show up for a SINGLE training session. But because they had the authority, they kept on changing the rules, expecting me to catch up without explaining it to me. The problem occured when once we decided on a rule, the DG changed it as per her own will without informing me about it. Now point to be noted here is: the Chair exercises full control over the House. So when the Chair speaks, no one has the right to interrupt. But I was pissed. Very pissed. Because both the DG and the Chair kept speaking, because obviously when they change the rules without informing me or explaining it to me properly, I'm going to make mistakes. They should have let me manage on my own as all moderators, experienced or inexperienced made mistakes (as I found out earlier), but they kept interrupting, answering my questions for me, which gave off the image that I wasn't prepared, that I didn't know, and basically undermined my authoritative position.

It should also be noted that when I was asking them questions because they are more experienced, every single one of them, including the advising professor, kept giving me the vibe that I wasn't prepared, or kept asking me to calm down. Calm down? CALM DOWN!? Just because I want to be prepared and I'm focusing my energy and being passionate does NOT mean that I'm freaking out. It means I'm serious and passionate and responsible about my duties.

But then there was a breakdown. You see, the experienced co-chair kept gesturing me to cut it out, which I thought he meant postponing the speaker's list until the coffee break. Turns out, he was asking me to stop the speaker from speaking. Whatever the case, it was not his prerogative. The step I took, it turns out, was a huge mistake because session could not have been adjourned without DG's permission.
It was fucking annoying, because we were trained for something else, whereas our directors were following something else. I broke down at this point because every 'mentor' (i.e. DG, professor and the co-chair) came up to me acting like it's all my fault, that I'm not listening to them when all along, I'm sending them notes asking for pointers, looking at them and getting no responses what so ever.

So after I snapped, they started to warm up and gave me all kinds of sym-pathetic bullcrap. I told them that they keep interfering, I look like a fool up there, no one's following the rules, I'm trained for something else and you change it completely so wth am I supposed to do? And they go all like oooh noooo you were so not looking like a fool it's your first time, don't worry we were all messing up on our first time you were not even that bad! And then the professor goes, look it's all a learning process, you have to think on your feet that's the whole part of it. We're changing rules only 'cause we want to pass resolutions and there are time constraints.

And I get that, I get their point. But then communicate better. Talk to me before hand. When I'm working hard, showing up on time and doing all that I can, you should too. Don't make me look like a fool up there. And don't give me shit for asking you questions.

Also, yes the moderators were supportive and the experienced co-chair give me a pep talk to make me feel better. He told me he saw the look in my eyes and that he saw that I really wanted to prove myself and he gets that, but that mishaps happen. Well, I get that too. He even apologized to me saying it was his fault to gesture me to do something when the DG has the final say, but he said that to me by taking me to a side, not in front of the Professor or the DG, which meant that a.) I still look bad in front of a Professor b.) An image may have been formed about me that I'm an emotional wreck. Yes I do appreciate their kind words, but at the same time, they should have thought of this before. Let's just communicate better next time.

But anyway, I can't change what anyone thinks about me. And this is not even gonna matter in 5 years. Infact, people are going to forget it over the summer. What matters is that I was responsible, I was passionate about my stuff and I took my things seriously. I was professional, in a world of people that are unprofessional and rely so much on wasta, on manipulation and on selfish motives.


The whole experience was good. I learned some valuable lessons:

1. Be confident. Even if you have doubts, act like you know your shit. Be the boss when you are the boss. Basically, exercise authority when you are in the position to do so.

2. Don't be afraid to criticize when necessary

3. Don't be afraid to bend rules.

4. Don't lose focus of the goal. At the end of the day, it matters that I have AUSMUN on my CV, and I've learned from my time at it. It won't matter whether I messed up or not. I got this.

5. Take matters in your own hand and own your shit.

6. Find out the answers on your own, or ask them from someone you trust. People have forgotten the meaning of 'mentors'.

I do not hold anything personal against the people I've mentioned here. I was just extremely angry with the attitude, the lack of organization and communication. And also at the way that they tried to put me in a position where I was the emotional wreck and they are the poised, responsible leaders. No. I refuse to accept it.

Lastly, the reason that initiated this post was that I'm very OCD about my work. When I do something, I want to make sure it works out well through to the end, otherwise, it really gets to me. That said, of course, this was tough to digest. I was being too hard on myself initially, however now I know that it's okay, that these things happen, these are all conflicts that come with being part of a group.
Of course, I wasn't angry at making a mistake- I was angry at the lack of communication and group-work that ultimately led to this problem. However, at the end of the day, we made it through, and it's over. At the end of the day, what matters is that I took a job, saw it through to the end, faced my fears with courage, fulfilled a duty I felt I owed to myself, and pushed my limits.

So I'm proud of myself, because only I know what I went through in this entire process of the conference, the preps, the beginning, the process and the end.

November 20, 2010

How To Spot a Freshman

If I were to learn that seniors point their fingers and tilt their heads back in profound concentration in a serious attempt to spot a freshman on campus, I would not be suprised.
You see, there's something remarkably dorky about us freshmans that makes our seniors want to smack their lips and cry out "AHA! FRESH MEAT!" , Trunchbull style. Whether it's the lost expression or the socially awkward behaviour of a freshly-pubescent kid, trust you me we're the easiest category of the human race to discern in large crowds on campus.
Below is a list of traits that will help you locate a freshman in a jiffy.

1. The walk-reverse-walk: Who knows this better than I do? Thinking you're going in NAB* when you're actually headed to SBM*. "Oh wait, that was NAB. NO WAIT IT WAS SBM!"
Repeat cycle.

2. The inexplicable yet omnipresent expression: Yes folks, this is THE EXPRESSION. It's a cross-over between being utterly fascinated by the magnificent campus in front of you, and the sheer confusion of where to go next. Physically, it translates to wide eye-balls, a crap-load of lip-biting and a LOT, and I mean A LOT of head turns (to peep at the signboards on the buildings, ofcourse!)

3. Seen one freshman appear every 10 minutes on the same spot, 5 times already? That's the noobest of the noobs! Seriously, though, whenever you do come across this person, please go up to them and help them out, because if it wasn't enough to have to carry around your Eco 201 textbook in the scorching heat, running around the ginormous campus really, really hurts.

4. The elevator genius: Oh wait, that would be me. You see, the elevator in the student center has just one button pointing downwards. HOW ON EARTH IS IT POSSIBLE THAT IT GOES UP TO THE 1st FLOOR?!
So the next time you spot someone on a wild goose-chase running in and out of the student center and the door next to the lift, kindly do us a favour and tell us it does go up. Aside from laughing hysterically, ofcourse.

5. Classroom habits: See someone taking out all their notebooks and stationery and arranging them in a neat pile? Do they have a small homework diary next to them? Or worse, are they writing in the student planner? That's your fresshie!

6. "Miss, can I please use the toilet?" Enough said.

7. When you see students running to their respective classes 20 minutes before class:
You'd think it makes sense to walk from the library to LAN* 10 minutes before. Oh no no no! Fresshies really don't wanna be that late. Or die from shortness of breath.

8. When someone's Facebook status or Tweets all revolve around how much work they have to do.

9. When you spot someone decked out in the latest trends, KNOW that it's a freshman. It's only until the first few semesters that this continues. *Fast forward to a year later* Jeans and teeshirt are your bestfriends while you might've lost a pencil in that mane--either you catch up on the sleep, or get extra revision time! Fashion can wait.

10. When you see someone waiting for the elevator, rooted in the same spot for 15 minutes. Not until you're done with a month or so of classes will you realize your safest option to avoid being late is to take the stairs.

Now that I have revealed upon you these words of wisdom illustrating how to discern thy fellow disciples, it is my sincere hope that they be assisted by you in whatever feat they set to accomplish.

OMG WHAT IF THEY END UP BEING RAGGED?!

*NAB= New Academic Building connected to (see below)
*SBM= School of Business Management
*LAN= Language Building

Attached below is a map to enable you to understand better what I mean.





November 7, 2010

My Brain isn't Auto-Piloted to 'Bitch' Mode

"OMG you're such a nerd!"
"But you're like such a geeky freshman! You're going to end up in the fountain!" (referring to the main fountain in our university)
"Yaar koi baat nai na, ik class skip kerne se kia hota hai?"

Well please do accept my sincere apologies that I'm not a stinkin' rich daddy's little girl who has to make the tough, tough choice between deciding whether a Ferari is more suitable to sustain my elite clubbing or an less ostentatious audi.

It is exactly these kinds of comments that make me, the most benign creature you'll come across, a master of sarcasm that'll do Dr. Cox proud.
You see, my father, at 58 years of age, works hard to send me off into the best college in the Emirates, not for anything else, but to get an excellent degree so I can be successful in life and stand on my own two feet. I'm not about to mess this up. I'm not about to let my social image get the best of my dreams!

I have an aim here, a goal in mind. And I'm not about to blur that line between fun and flunk, just so I can please you, who, quite frankly, does not give a flying fornication about what happens to me, my grades or my life.

Lastly, just because I'm nice to people and my bitch-mode is not on auto does not make me gullible or naive. Yeah it might not work anymore in this world, but I'm not going to stop being nice to people just because the society thinks it's cooler to walk around like you own the planet.

OKIEZ? Okie.

September 29, 2010

My First Uni Assignment

We were supposed to write about ourselves.
I felt so self-obsessed dedicating two entire A3 sheets to myself :/
It was rather embarassing. But anyway, here's the final result.

What do you think?





Das Ist Mir




It’s hard to describe yourself, particularly so in a social context because we, as humans, are constantly evolving and being changed by our own experiences. I guess it’s better, and certainly more accurate to be able to describe ourselves by means of quotes- or sayings, if you will- because they reflect our values, thoughts and opinions, therefore summing up our personalities coherently and profoundly. But before I get to that bit, here are some basics about me:

•My name is Arfa, however the cyberspace knows me as BoogieMonsterMan (don’t even Add Imageask!)

•Came into this world on 16th August, 1992, in Dubai, as a Pakistani Muslim.

•I have a wonderful family who are the number one people on my list. They have always been open-minded and accepting of my crazy, evolving self.

•I have an 8 month old niece who I love to bits, and would do anything for.



•I have a strange fascination for Turkey and South Korea. Probably because of the dominant and progressing entertainment industry in the latter.

•I’m an avid blogger and social-networking geek.

•Love travelling and learning about new cultures but I’ve never been able to do so.


Here are a few quotes that I find hold true for me:

"The trouble with her is that she lacks the power of conversation but not the power of speech.”
-- George Bernard Shaw

“"Don’t accept a life of mediocrity when you hold such infinite potential within the fortress of your mind. Dare to tap into your greatness. It's your birthright."
--Robin Sharma”

"If you have an apple and I have an apple and we exchange these apples then you and I will still each have one apple. But if you have an idea and I have an idea and we exchange these ideas, then each of us will have two ideas." George Bernard Shaw

“People may hate you, but they don’t win unless you hate them, and then you destroy yourself.” – Richard Nixon


Goals in life:

• To be a successful human rights/constitutional lawyer, a recognized journalist and an excellent Faqih (a person trained in Islamic Jurisprudence).

• To be able to speak Arabic, Turkish, French and Farsi fluently.



Socio-political/religious issues demanding debates and discussions are my calling therefore don’t be surprised to find my ‘expert’ opinion plastered on the internet and newspapers. I’m a dupe for intellectually stimulating conversations and modern-day literary works. People fascinate me, therefore I enjoy reading up on sociology, anthropology, psychology—basically subjects that deal with the study of human beings. In short, I love learning, seeking knowledge and education. It’s a life-long journey that never ends.





I can imitate accents really well, if I’m not shy that is. And usually, I’m shy around people I don’t know. I write poetry and occasionally prose. I love observing people and the way they think and do things.


To conclude, this is how I describe myself on the cyberspace:

Arfa Shahid aka BoogieMonsterMan is a Dubai-born, slightly obsessive, toe-tapping, beat-box attempting, air-punching patriotic, Urban Dictionary defined hipster dressed in all black behind you in public places, who’s probably having religious, humanitarian or political debates with the voices in her head…no?



..And here are a few things I’ve said in the past:

“Since when did the passion for education become iconic of geeks/nerds? People in impoverished areas dream of having the same right to education that we enjoy so freely (and carelessly). And I honestly don't think I'd see those people dressed in thick round glasses with pants above their waist hugging onto their textbooks.”
“I've found that when you undermine someone's capabilities, everything they do seems downright pathetic. But when you give them a chance and fully appreciate whatever little skills they do have, their beauty, profound, emerges from deep within; powerful, even revolutionary.”

“You know, I have no idea why we're always the first ones to jump on the bandwagon & judge everyone. I don't remember God personally designating us as His chosen ones to do His job for us. There's a reason He's All-Powerful-- He's everywhere! He's knows everything. Chill. He's got this. Save the effort, and invest your energies in morality and good will.”