JY just turned 19. My pretty boy is now officially the same age as his beloved girlfriend. :P I got him pretty awesome gifts; a poker set (in which he will use, to his advantage, to steal other's money from their pockets (LOL don't kill me)), 2 bright coloured t-shirts that Jireh said, and I quote, "This will be the most I will see Jun You wear colour!" (haha I'mma get him more; the next will be a baby purple shirt, to make him look more lemah lembut HAHA), and sticky candy with a teddy bear wearing a tiara on the jar. :D Hehe.
He then gave me a box with 5 Casio watches, in which he planned to buy for me after I ranted to him how awesome nerdy watches are. xD Sho shweet. ♥
Ah! The gigantic box that I found to keep his gifts in. :D
POKAH FACEZ!
He just HAD to do the "Eng Wei" pose.
Trying his best to wrestle me down.
Teehee. ♥
Happy 19th my big, fat ball of lard! <3
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So, it took me 2 hour drive to Castle, shisha and pep talk with Mae and Azam to realize that Taylor's isn't giving us students the education we need and that our parents pay for with their hard earned money. It suddenly struck me that night that I haven't learned much, professionally, nor have I improved my skills as much as some of my other friends have (the ones in government Universities).
We haven't learned to draw manual drawings properly.
AutoCad classes were shit.
A few lecturers are either crazy or lazy.
Obviously, the new "degree" program in Taylor's isn't being acknowledged as much by the management. Our seniors are doing awesome, earning their diplomas and becoming professionals. We're the guinea pigs, the students that the management do tests on to know how to improve on the next batch of students coming in for the whirl wind of crap ahead of them. My batch is the most unlucky, seriously.
So I've made a decision. Even though my grades this semester might not be at par with my initial goal (T_T Sigh), I will try my best to get into a University in the U.K., under scholarship, by NEXT YEAR! I HAVE TO TRY MY BEST. I'll collect testimonials from all lecturers who find me sane, try to manage my grade and not get a C (UGH STUPID ESD), and will work hard!
Inside my head, I'm screaming so loudly at the thought of how much I expect my grades to flop this semester. For some reason, I don't expect good grades, and it's killing me. I had my first C this semester, and I tell you, I'm slowly dying of agony, mentally that is. I can't believe a subject expected to be easy is being graded by a psychotic lecturer who doesn't know how to give us proper assignments. AutoCad is another issue; I have a nice lecturer who's friendly and cheerful, but as an educator, he is the laziest piece of shit in the world, my Gawd. I don't know whart to say.
Another core subject consist of two lecturers, one of which is hormonal from pregnancy and who has just taken maternal leave from classes, and another who PMSes 24/7. The only lecturers I have hope in are my Studio lecturers, who are unbelievably subjective when criticizing our work, but good nonetheless.
I pray my CGPA doesn't go below 3. If it does, I'll cry, so badly, my friend in South Korea could hear me.
In other news, pray for me to pass my exams this month. I'm gonna go binge my sorrows away now.
I spent RM54 on this; AND THEN I HAD TO STAPLE THE CONTEST FORM ONTO THE AWESOMENESS THAT IS THIS POLY PRO PAPER. Screw you Suchi.
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