So I'm back in my teacher's trainee institute.
And the year won't start fabulously without bashing my beloved college.
We had our first assembly this morning. Usually our Monday morning assembly is kept brief, as its sole purpose on earth is just to make students drag their feet on a dreadful Monday morning to the open hall, sing patriotic songs, and get scolded for whatever reasons they can hawk out from our groggy selves. Since it is a brief assembly, we don't mind standing mindlessly in the cold, wet morning for 15 minutes, 20 minutes tops. But due to the H1n1 outbreak last year and hot rumors that several students here were tested positive, they stopped having assemblies, as they have to think of their own safety I mean the other students' safety.
But today, we had our first assembly for the first time in many months. I guess the H1N1 outbreak has gone back to Mexico, and who cares about the second wave anyway? And the assembly turned into a full blown formal assembly, so yeah, we don't mind standing for one and a half hour listening to them yakking away about...yeah, I totally forgotten what the assembly was about.
Anywho, a new semester in this institute of learning does not start yet without introducing NEW DUMBFUCK RULES. YAY!
ALL STUDENTS ARE NOW REQUIRED TO WEAR A BLAZER EVERY MONDAY. You may rummage your old wardrobe for your old school prefect blazers, steal your kid brother's school prefect blazers, borrow your dad's, or beg your parents to give you money to buy a RM200 brand new blazer. 'Coz you know, looking good is important in this institute, and it doesn't matter if you sweat like a pig under that heavy coat in this awesome humid weather of ours. Oh yeah, before I forgot, your allowance will only come in next month. Good luck finding money to buy a blazer that most of the time doesn't come cheap that you will only wear once a week! And if you fail to comply, you know the drill ~ Uncle Disciplinary Action! Don't get us wrong - wearing blazers are the only way to show that we are pretentious suckers working for a firm I mean committed professional teachers. And another thing minions I mean students, DO NOT EVER CARRY THOSE CLOTH RECYCLE BAGS TO CLASS. It makes you look unprofessional, too broke to buy a decent school bag, and that you actually care for the environment.
I guess that's about it, before I shut my brain down during the morning assembly.
And this semester, we will only be taking two subjects.
Which we think was awesome.
Till we saw our inconveniently crammed up timetable.
We practically have to attend the two classes, every day, 9 hours each every week.
We had to do this as our finals will be on the first week of February, then it's practical time. More on that later.
We were pretty much brain saturated and exhausted to take in 3 hours of Poetry class in a day, what more if it's EVERY SINGLE DAY OF THE WORKING WEEK? Jeezus. Just looking at the timetable could actually turn you bulimic.
But hey, at least we were greeted with sunshine as we got to our class.
A garish, eye-blinding newly painted building, that is.
The only time you can squint your eyes when there's no sunshine.
But some things never change.
I guess this is the best they could do since they've splurged on those dizzying, overwhelming-for-the-eyes paint.