College Life

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DO NOT BELIEVE THOSE LIES YOU HEAR FROM YOUR TUTORS OR TEACHERS. COLLEGE LIFE IS NOT ANY BETTER THAN SECONDNARY SCHOOL BUT IT IS ALOT MORE HELLISH WORST.

That only possibly applies to me cause I am the one who made this awful yet fruitful decision to come in April for the April Start.

Imagine, half past six, you wake up feeling giddy from the homework you done yesterday and you quickly get ready to catch a bus in like about an hour before it arrives.

In college, you will be shivering your pants and shirt of due to the cold weather in autumn even with all that thick clothing you have on. After a few minutes, you will be rushed to a classroom and beckon to listen to the lecturers whether they care or not. Your homework piles up.

After the first session of agony, you again will be rushed to another so called classroom to do more studying and absorbing. With your favoured pen running out of ink that only sells in Kuching, you are forced to use other materials to succeed to the teachers needs. Your homework piles up even more.

Whereas when it reaches Lunch Break, you noticed that you have 20 to 30 minutes to ‘enjoy’ your freaking meal before going to another class because of some nerds bright idea to decrease our time so that we can spend more time doing Applicable Maths.

Your homework piles up yet again.

Then when you thought you are free to go, you looked at your watch and it says there, a quarter past 5 in the evening. You have nothing much to do but go back by bus, and eat your meal then go back to your homestay to do all your homework and possibly do some of your assignments plus your studies as well (Facebook is part of my homework though).

Your brain slowly undergoes mental retardation and miniature sizing before it reaches a absolute hypertonic type solution. Your bodily fluids starts to flow backwards then your eyes start to turn blue. A pair of glasses popped out in front of your eyes, your clothing suddenly become alot more skimpy, then your shirts tucked in all of the sudden. You look yourself at the mirror while holding a chess piece, “YOU LEVELED UP INTO A NERD”.

Kuching University students, you better count yourself lucky for not coming here. It is mental torture here. You will be not only tested, you will be fried.