Today marks the last day of my life as a student at TARC. 2 years in Penang and 2 years in KL. That’s why although im deadfish tired now, i will still blog before the day end.
Something that our course has been preparing for the whole semester. The preparation that gets everyone scuttling around campus looking for informations. Going over to the library in throngs and brainstorming like there’s no tomorrow.
Finally, the day has come where we would be judge by others. Nervous, of course we are. Although i’m not one of the presenter, but im happy that my group got selected into the final 3. My task on that day was simple, bau sua bau hai – usherette, supposedvideographer, photographer, almost a presenter, and chatting with others, hehee
On that day itself, everyone was required to dress formally. I dressed according to what i think as formal enough to work in an office. HEHEHE. Sorry la, i really look stupid if i wear my only collar shirt in KL. Since everyone is dressed to the nine, of course we took like tons of photos. BUT decently..since these are decent people.
I’m very happy that my group got 2nd placing. I’m actually happy with whatever placing we get because although it has been a hellish experience, going through all those stupid questionnaires. Getting weird looks from our sample population when we ask repetitive questions. Counting all the data until i become cock-eyed.
I really want to take this opportunity to thank Seow Yee and KaiZen for doing alot for this assignment. Putting in more effort that are supposed to be beared equally. Thank You for being so considerate. and being such a perfectionist, to kaizen…spotting out careless mistakes in our work after doing yours. -___-
The day of our presentation might very well be the last day we gather together. Next will be on the 3rd of February where most people will come in a daze to sit for exam and then go home to study/sleep until 7th of February again.
Time passes us very fast. With this, we had studied together for 12months. Through sick, psychotic lecturers and through sweet, pleasant lecturers, we had stick together. Waking up at 6 or 7 in the morning to attend classes or staying back until 8pm to attend MOFS we have been through it all together.
Going to mamak under the LRT track will remains in our memories as i do not think we have the time to go there anymore for the cheapest roti telur.
It’s been my pleasure, moving to KL, knowing you bunch of people, experiencing independent life, seeing different things in life. Knowing people from other places other than Kulim, Penang, Butterworth or Permatang Pauh for once.
Mischevious group of people. Pleasant, fun and nice. Sleeping in class during Law in year 1 was a happy thing. hAHAHAHA Whatmore with our course rep…sometimes funny thing does happen in our class..Like asking for kisses as gratitude instead of thanks from our male counterpart..HAHAHAHA Joking ler..inside joke!!
Whatever that start must come to an end, even good things. It’s good that we end it in such a happy manner.