Pre Practical

It is no surprise for every college kids to do this activity called practical, usually it's before you graduate, it's basically a punch from reality that says "no more having fun in college, work 9-5 for the rest of your life and pay your bills on time". Probably not a good way to start my blog but I will try to keep it interesting and different. Let's time travel to the past, and I will begin with apologizing because I am a man and my species usually do not have strong memory but I will try my best to recall the events that I go through. I just received a message from my lecturers that says "You can start your practical now, write down your preferred school and we will contact them for you", I was a wee bit excited because I have been doing nothing for these past few months except stirring up some online arguments with strangers, so I asked my mom, who was a veteran teacher with 30 years of experience, I said "mom, which school should I go to", my mom replied with "go to SK Setapak, they do not have many students there so your job will be easier", so, I live by the quote "Mom knows best" and put down my preferred school as SK Setapak. After a few weeks of my friends and family making fun of me being a teacher because of my petite body, my lecturer said "go to the school with the letters we gave you, you know, for politeness and stuff", so I borrow my friend's tie, get dressed and went there, probably should make a new paragraph. So yeah, before I went there, I called the school, they were pretty excited to welcome me, not sure why but it makes me happy. I went to the school, take a look around, well by look around I mean I look for the office which is impossible to find because there is no map, until this woman who got out of her car and said "the office is over there" so I went over there. Loving the first impression the school gave me, the school's ambience is very cute, unlike my school which is like survival of the fittest. I met this lovely woman, probably in her 40s? She was super nice to me, asking me the basic questions like where are you from and the theory of black hole according to Stephen Hawking. It was a fun 20 minutes, unlike the 20 minutes I just spent waiting for her, but anyway, it's all good until she asked for JPN letter, you know, JPN, the supreme court of education, I said, I did not have it, the lady said you need to have it, I said okay, she said okay, we exchange goodbyes and there I go. I talked to my lecturer about it, and she said she will be at JPN next week and I have to print out a lot of personal documents to bring it to her. It's a lot of hassle and sometimes I regret picking a school in Kuala Lumpur because we are the only one that needs to do this stuff, plus we need to do medical check up which is quite expensive. I was the last one to bring the document because I did not pay any attention to the WhatsApp group but it's all good because every students in KL finally get to start their practical 3 weeks late, hooray. I think that was it, I will story much more but I do not want to publish all my story in 1 post because I will be clueless in the next 14 posts, so, see ya, and listen to all of Outkast album, it's a rap duo from the 90s, I have been hearing them for months, probably going to get bored of them soon but right now I will enjoy it to the fullest. I will leave you all with one thought, imagine I died tomorrow, and all these problems that I've been going through, it will all just be meaningless, my concern for money, my concern for marks, 1 nasty motorcycle accident and problems no more, so, live by Andre 3000's words, "heaven is the only good life, so what are you striving for?" peace out. I can feel the future lecturers deducting my marks because I did not take this blog thing seriously.

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