"The hardest part of ending is starting again" - Linkin Park (Waiting For The End)
Today the university classes will be resumed. Or for us (B. Ed) it is a big day for us. First class at 11 am. Or for some, it is by 8 am. Strangely today I woke up earlier than usual, in fact earlier than Iqmal or Hadi. Perhaps the jittery overwhelms me.
I'm releasing heavy breathes each moment I think of the first class. Which means, you know, the common stuffs- new peeps, new schedule, new environment, new everything. Oh speaking of schedules I've gotten some exciting stories to tell ya. Ok, the first one is that, there are only an hour or two per day to spend on classes. And the rest, we are on our own. Unlike some universities that figuratively promote suicide to the students with insane schedules and over-the-top load of assignments, this university seems to care less. I don't even have to fill in any crappy attendance sheet for that matter.
Speaking of starting over, today marks of my another unforeseeable adventure in the town. I gotta step up, show 'em what I got and make them marvelled of what this Asian runt is made of. haha! No big talk here.
My last assignments, which obviously I flunked since they were emotion-laden, would be my turning point. No matter how serious were those essays, I've suffered even worse. Thanks KMS lecturers for the pain. You made me a poison-proof person.
Now there are a couple of things to settle before I dash to the class. I need to go. Now. There's no time to waste. Cheers! : )
