As i read some of my last entries i just realised something..
My MUET teacher Mrs Ramani will be super horrified reading my blog entries..
I can just imagine her saying "GOD?? who is god? you are god is it??" when she observes that i use the word got rather than have..
Ahaha gosh i miss my stpm days where teachers corrected us and shared our visions and dreams and motivated us to reach for whatever we want.. In uni the lecturers are not bothered what are you doing as they do not build relationships with the students. (most of the time to not generalize)
I guess as we grow older, we are trained to be more individualistic and to not rely too much on anyone.. In another perspective, I think we are just being trained to be emotionless robots as we grow older.
omg this post is so "schema" like kevin likes to say.. sorry mrs ramani i find myself unable to adhere to da rules of languange when i write here.. ahaha i shall continue blogging with my rojak-ed languange.. ( i still love you mrs ramani)
However in her honour, i have not once constructed a single sentence with the word "got" in this post unless it is to illustrate my point.Faster clap hands!!( though i highly doubt the possibility of her reading this post!(mbs ppl will understand this!! ahaha))
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i think lecturers here are quite okay, though... but i havent really gotten to know any personally yet.
i miss the days when all the teachers knew who you were :(
kevin : yes dats my point.. miss da old school days.. and in fact we din really leave tat long oso.. become so auntie d being emotional bout da past that is not TAT past..
understandable with the selat tebrau in between u and here... at least mbs is just an lrt ticket away for me. :)
lol! selat tebrau! haha... well, lecturers don't know you because your lecture group is large, my psych lecturer can name ppl out during lectures to ask qn!
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