so, the supposedly first day of school turned out to be a trashy one. 14 of us spent the entire half of the day trolling in vain the land of NIE, awaiting our mysterious lecturers to arrive at the destined rooms. first, it was sabapathy who didn't turn up, fine. we thought there might be hope for the next lesson, nah. we didn't get to see april too, because she might be with may, damn. so we spent the entire half of today admiring each others' distraught, pissed- off and impatient sour faces, and hasan's "where is candy" face and BL's forever act-chio face-how pretentious! and of course, the whole revelation of a screwed-up timetable that is only confirmed this morning, how wonderful, well-done NIE! by then, it was already 4pm, and how empty i felt! to return home only with the knowledge that nobody cares about us. we can be shelved aside for a semester and nobody cares at all. i don't know if this flaming anger is roused from a little of inferiority because we are art teachers, and therefore treated like this; or we are simply just irritated, since this is not the first time and my, we are already in our second year. BL, you know what, you don't have to apologise for anything, cos the hurt has already been made. and you don't have to say that there are worse cases than us, cos that doesn't help.
afterall, it is perhaps, with all these glitches and annoyances of life, that you learn and search for that very purpose of your life, though you first have to cope with remembering your colleagues' names all over again.
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dear natasha,
NIE is famous of that - disorganised. we have to be on our own mostly. sometimes it's not that they don't care, but being shut in their lovely offices with brilliant windows facing the greenery, one can easily forget what they are there for. yes, i mean the lecturers forget that they are there to lecture. while you are there, enjoy the greenery too :)
can i know who is this?
it's karen from YISS
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