Life in Polytechnic - Year One

  I am really so sorry for not posting anything for the past three weeks. I was really...  Busy. But that doesn't mean I will ever stop posing. This blog will never die. I swear... This blog IS my Pride.

  Year One in Poly is finally over! All the examinations and projects are done with. It is much easier for us to breathe right now, although this feeling of relief is not as strong as post 'O' Levels. As of now, for six weeks, I am able to do whatever I want: Get a goddamn job, take prolonged afternoon naps, go to the gym, go some random place and pick fights, eat some dumpling noodles in the coffee shop nearby and so on. I. AM. FREE!

  Well, I am not totally free though... I might have to plan some community service projects to do well in my National Youth Achievement Award (NYAA) project, which unfortunately is still a damn project. I am also one of the three... Umm... "Mohegan" who will plan a chalet/outing for our class. I have absolutely no idea why our tutor, Mr Goh, calls us that though... I have also got that Leadership camp on the beginning of October in Jalan Kukok, along with some others who were also accepted to be ambassadors for our School of Business. Other than these which are not that soon yet, as I've said, I am FREE to do whatever I want.

  It is the first time I am actually tied to some kind of "organisation" that actually gets involved with the community. It is also the first time I am actually been assigned to something of a "leader" kind of assignment. I daresay that I am really proud of it. Really... The feeling of actually being able to LEAD is, like, so awesome! I do figure out that these role requires that I really contribute an active role rather than just slack around on my couch all day long. In fact it is plain obvious that I have to. Maybe I should start changing my perspective of seeing things... One ought to hear the full story before making a judgement. A decision.

  I am not absolutely proud with my performance in Poly life. I am actually rather disappointed. Maybe it was peer influence that I dropped my dedication towards acing ALL the modules. I have already foretold that I am going to get a "C" grade for one of my modules; the bitchiest and f***ed-up module called "Business Communication". This particular module comes with a f***ed-up  grading system, and our tutor for this module is not just a bitch... She is something else. After this whole grading mess, we have all learned that students ain't the only ones with attitudes. How can bitches be allowed to teach in the first place? Now, I am starting to doubt my chances of being admitted to a local university...