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you know about the voices that speaks in your head?i listen to them somtimes. most of the times. sometimes they tell me good things. sometimes they make me wish for bad things. |
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find me an acre of whine
 I like the irony.It's been nearly two weeks since IPTA throughout M'sia opened their doors to fresh undergraduates, and by now, I reckon all (if not most) are very familiar with the term 'orientation'. In my case, 'orientation' is but a thinly disguised form of 'ragging', that infamous culture where seniors degrade and humiliate freshmen in public. Although technically, there's no ragging whatsoever, just simple orientation. Ragging? What ragging? We don't need a rag to wipe no sorry ass. In light of the RMC incident (I'm sure the parents do not see this as anything so... apologise-able, and my heartfelt condolences goes to them) there has been a serious crackdown of 'orientation/ragging' by the university management. Any peep of excessive show of seniority, any wisp of untoward behaviour by 20>year old supposedly educated university students, and one faces immediate expulsion. Kudos on that, I say, and about fucking time. Because the excuse that seniors use orientation as a way to 'get to know the juniors better' is definitely not helping much. Understandably enough, there's a reasonable amount of complaint about this new policy within the ranks of seniors. Especially seeing as how the juniors are having it super easy compared to the previous years (before the entire operation was plugged out of course). And yet, there are still students who complained about it openly *ahem*FACEBOOK*ahem*. I couldn't help but feel a twinge of derisive contempt at this student for not being able to take in a couple of degrading comments. What, did he think that the doctors and nurses he was going to be working with are going to happily pat his head as he fumbles along with the lives of patients? Or does he seriously thinks he's good enough to have his ego spared? On that note, do any of the juniors think that they're good enough? If so, then I'm afraid to say that is a sad misconception. Don't get me wrong, the sting of my own orientation is still throbbing and I can relate to the shame the juniors are crying out of unfairness and unjust, but it has definitely taught me humility. We gritted through it and came out with heads hung low, but we learned to keep our pride intact and make the best of the situation. Sort of. To think that Microsoft babies like us (and the Neolithic cavemen before us, God bless them) fared better than the iPad kids makes me want to cry for the future. Labels: rants |