- Encourage me to enjoy my study life here by sharing their past experiences;
- As a show off of how much better their uni life is so much better than mine;
- To make me feel good, give me a brief idea of what to expect when I'm here,
- And for me to feel disappointed in the end when I'm really here;
- Tell me indirectly that they are in a far better place (uni) than me;
- That they ARE really, graduates from somewhere sometime ago (like Eddie Saw.. though i still doubt him a lil' about his MBA story).
First week of class is boring, lecturers are mostly dumbfound about what to say on their first lesson as an introduction to a new subject. Except for this one lecturer, Dr. Dody Prayitno, an Indonesian, who is teaching us Material Science. He is totally a one in a million over here. I mean one in a few hundreds among all the staffs in my faculty. He is sporting, funny, and would go to great lengths just to explain something to us. Like breaking his still-in-use marker pen to explain elongation and fatique. And how boys and girls are analogous to anions and cations; they will "gabung" when they meet. I'm impressed by him, though his English is hard to hear (dont even mention his BM). Not a single lecturer would talk or project anything that is explicit here, and that lil' guy has the guts to do so. Cool guy.
Besides him, all the other lecturers are real lame. They have only a very brief idea of what to do in class, and they can't make their lesson interesting, except for my Engineering Mathematics lecturer. She does NOT have any idea what she is doing in class. No beforehand preparations, just step in and act the fool infront of us, wait for the time to pass, and she'll move out. Even worse, she told us on our first lesson:
"Class, kuliah kita pada pagi Rabu ye, pukul 8.00 tu kan. Kalau kamu datang tunggu sampai 15 minit saya tak datang lagi, kamu boleh balik lah. Pasal kadang-kale tu saya boleh terrrr-BABAS."
Idiot! What, we're supposed to wait for her to wake up? Talk about working ethics. And people are wondering why the Malays are lacking behind in their Math. I guess this how my life is going to be, again, back in this horrid place where the lecturers can't be corrected, pretty girls are top on the endangered species list, nobody around speaks English, everybody around speaks BM and Mandarin and Cantonese and God knows what else other than English, and I already gave up hope on whatever "best chapter of your life" that everyone is talking about to be found here. Til then, have a nice life all you guys out there. And when you feel like life is screwing you up from your scrotum, remember me, and be thankful.