Monday, 30 May 2011

The Art to be a student...

Everything is artsy...how you drive, talk, walk, write, bite and so on. So what is the reason that  being a student of something cant be an art? Especially if you are that of a law student like myself. Though I doubt that I qualify in the category as my way of doing things may more often than not cause chagrin in the eyes of more hardworking people. Yes, I am not a fan of hard work. I get urges, drives if you may, to do something but that usually lasts for about, I dunno, 4-5 months depending on how I fuel that passion. Which is probably why I can't really, honestly tell you that Law would be the career choice that I had planned ages ago. Its not that I can't, more of a I like it but not a 100% sure.

But then again, being a student is the more 'exciting' time that one goes trough. I dunno about those of you that study abroad that may come across this, but in Malaysia, the same routine applies to all students in general (save the few that just have to do thing the other way). Waking up time if your a primary lil' tot is about say 6-6.30. Now remember that I am basing this on my own experience and usually it is the most common way. Then, with the feeling of dread that I am sure all of us have felt, we trudge towards freshening up and having breakfast. See, this was a staple in my house, growing up. My mother would not let me or my sister (when she came along) to go to school on an empty stomach, and I am most thankful for it. THIS IS THE ART I'm talking about.

See, most commonly, a lot of students, don't take breakfast before going to school and it takes its toll on them. So usually during assembly period solid 'thump's' can be heard in all directions. So, imagine this. Assembly, singing the national anthem, dude raising flag, hasn't had breakfast, his head is pointed upwards and theeeennnn....Kederplonk...He's on the ground. The best part is that all the teachers are all so used to things like this that if someone does fall, they're like, "Oh, there goes another one"...PE was a time almost equivalent to that of being on drugs, but minus the negative effects and you also get a work out. I can say that I wasn't the most fit person in the school. I regret that I didn't force myself to become fitter as I grew up. I always found excuses to not exercise or play football with my friends and when eventually I did, it was too late. So, anyway...Football, the staple game for all male students in school no matter what age or form, they would literally go crazy at the sight of a rubbery, bouncy, spherical shaped item that caused endless moments of pleasure till the period bell rang....(to be continued)








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