“I am going to take this bucket of water and pour it on the flames of hell, and then I am going to use this torch to burn down the gates of paradise so that people will not love God for want of heaven or fear of hell, but because He is God.”


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So how exactly is life in the lands of massive amounts of speed bumps and confusing carbon copy hallways with vague signboards?

Other than the upgraded furniture, the longer class route, the stretched time space continuum, the lecturers not being able to even speak Malay, UIA Gombak is fine. I mean it's not adrogynously exciting, or patheticly bland for any of that matter. It's in between. Right next to 'decent classes', before 'decent food', and it definitely intersects with 'so much work that you'll be constantly busy with assignments that aren't even related to the course you're taking'.

I'm not exactly complaining, in fact I like it. I like being busy, being preoccupied, having something to do, a purpose to serve, a head in the game. It's almost comforting how much things need to be done, and how willing I am to do it. It was tiring—  still is, but you can't expect to learn things and not pay with at least a pool of sweet, a bucket of tears, a few drops of blood, and a number of restless nights. You're not only getting academic knowledge per se, but also the subtle lessons that comes with it, so it's worth it.

In fact, the one complaint that I have, is how some lecturers are too nice. I mean, learning shouldn't be easy, this isn't primary school anymore, we don't need to be fed, instead we need to hunt for the food ourselves. I don't think it's fair to any of the students if lecturers make classes so easy, because the quizzes are gonna be tough, midsems will be tougher, and finals will be a metaphor of a sumo wrestler standing in the middle of a very very narrow corridor that won't get out of the way and you haven't got a clue what to do.

But of course, there are the hardcore challenging classes, which involves a lecturer with a complete opposite ideology of the subject from the course outline that was given. Some doesn't even believe in 'midsems' and that's a plus side, but he also believes in 100 pages assignment, font size 10, single spacing, so it cancels out the non-existent midsems completely out of the picture. It's fun (sort of). We learn more than what I assume what could've been of the class. The lecturer has more insights, most of the classes are enlightenment of certain subjects, and the lecturer always keeps you on your toes, so there's a 96% attention on what he's saying (the other 4% percent is spent wondering when is the class ending cause I'm hungry)

All in all, I think I benefited a lot from this semester (at least I hope so, and it's a bit too early to judge since results aren't out yet) but I think I'm getting there. You know, the sense of shaping my future. Just less berjimba next semester, and more focusing on my studies, less lazying around, and more going out there making stuff happen, and explore and discover things (and some people say I need a makeover?)



#np I have no reasons. I left them all behind. I'm in a Gombak state of mind~

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