Life as a freshman in MMC..

A year passed by and now struggling in my final year of Two Year's Matriculation Programme in Malacca Matriculation College, has definitely taught me a lot about the distinct meanings of life. When I first stepped my foot here in Londang, I was hoping that this unfamiliar place of 'George of The Jungle' would have some similarities with London. Apparently, after the ordeal process of registration, I thought "okay, so it's not London? but at least the name is similar." On that culture-shocking day alone, almost everything I saw is not a nice sight to me, and that is even after I skipped the orientation week, it was not on purpose of course. I have a great respect for those who participated in the orientation week. They are warriors! On my first day of meeting my roommates, they had this 'so you think you are good enough to skip oreintation huh?' look on their faces. But i can definitely understand all the pains and hardship they had to go through as I, myself, have never enjoyed ice-breakings, creating logos or anything as such. I had great sympathy for my roommates until i attended the final session of the orientation that night. The orange-painted hall was covered with sounds and fury. hundreds of students in the hall chattering and screaming at the sight of their newly made friends. Somehow, they were jubilant to see each other and it seemed that they bonded in just 5 days. So on that night, i felt that maybe there is much more than meets the eye.
Spending my first year as a freshman in this college wasn't so bad afterall since there is no such term as seniors or juniors. Most of the students here are my age and some of them just a year older than me. As I am in the two year's programme, I didn't have a tight schedule compared to the OYP (One Year Programme) students. I didn't have to struggle as much as them. I had quite a lot of spare time compared to this year, therefore I had some good memories in bad ones and less stress studying. For example, we had a water breakage once. Lucky me, i was staying in a hostel block which was not affected by the water breakage. So most of the students came rushing down to my hostel block just to digest out the unwanted materials from their bodies. Those days was great moments for me and my roommates as we usually laugh at the sight of girls running with a constipated look on their faces. Pitiful, but rather hilarious. However, seeing their hardship, I realized that sometimes we have to work hard to achieve our goals, not to mention just to get our 'business' done.
Making acquaintances with variety of people from different parts of the country made me realized that different people have different ways of leading their lives. I made friends with a fussy girl, clumsy ones as well as ridiculous girls. Nevertheless, these people taught me to adapt myself with the unique behaviour of people from all walks of life. It is also very surprising how this networking taught me most of the new lessons of life that i have learned throughout my days here in MMC (Malacca Matriculation College). Although the life here in MMC could be a total struggle at times, but it has taught me the most important value of all, that is, never judge a book by it's cover and never be afraid of giving something a first try.