The Time of My Life

Before I begin, let me apologise my regular readers by saying that this is will not be blogged in Malay.

Some have said that high school represented one of the best times of their lives while others have said that primary school was even better because of the lack of pressure (Educationally & socially).

I am thankful enough to say that I have had the pleasure of having memorable memories from both of my primary and high school days. It was at Sekolah Kebangsaan Sri Subang Jaya where I met my very good friend Jeffrey Johan John and in spite of the 4 year gap we had from each other, we reunited at Sekolah Menengah Kebangsaan Seafield and till today remain the best of buddies.

At SMK Seafield is also where I met my buddies Min Hui, Melissa, Jocelyn, Mabel, Zhiwei, Daryl, Brenda, Nat Li, Melvin and so on. You guys know who you are, no need for me to mention more names than I should.

It was also when I started high school that I really got the taste of "freedom". I've been fortunate enough to have parents who did not believe in the idea of strict-discipline and always trusted my judgement (though not always good) as well as my actions.

When I was form one I was already allowed the privilege of having "girl-friends". Please do not misunderstand the term as when I say girl-friends, I literally mean friends who are of the opposite sex. Some of you might be thinking, "so what?I had friends who were girls since I was 1!" and I say okay but did your parents know about them?

And as I reached my final year in high school, I reached a critical stage at which I was failing five out of the nine subjects I had enrolled in my SPM examinations and I needed at least 5 credits to make it into college.

Most parents would probably have screamed at their kids and threaten them with the confiscation of their beloved mobile phones or laptops but not my parents.

"What is going on in your education? I've never been one to scold or nag you about it but it's now come to a point where if you don't do something to improve it, I fear you will not even be able to enjoy the best part of your life, college-university student life." said my dad in the most disappointed

Indeed that was the turning point in my life, and long story short I turned my results around and when the holy mama of all exams came, I managed to do better than expected.

And then came chapter 3 of my life or chapter 4 if you include kindergarten, college.

To put my experience was at Limkokwing University of Creative Technology in words represents a challenge.

Not because it was one of the worse time of my life, but because the university helped me become who I am today. My time at Limkokwing was flourished with a set of good friends (Kugan, Stina, Johar and gang) as well as a group of fantastic lecturers (Miss E, Miss Nic, Mr Roberto, Mr Tee).

The lecturers in particular practice an unprecedented style of relationship with their students by having a personal relationship with them as friends outside of the classroom. I know many might say that there is a conflict of interest in this practice but the lecturers I had knew their responsibilities and boundaries.

Though they might not have PHD's like the lecturers over here at RMIT, they were certainly qualified. Academic qualifications might be the surface we look at in judging an academician but what truly matters is the values they adhere by. Integrity, Confidence, Non-judgmental and understanding were only some of the key values that they had and it certainly reflect in their way of teaching.

With that, today I would like to express my deepest gratitude to all the lecturers that taught me in my short but memorable stint at the university. Although I only did my foundation programme over there, the university still remains close to my heart and so does the friends and lecturers as well.

Miss or soon to be Mrs. Ervina ***** & Ms. Nicole Tan holding up my t-shirt that is apparently now being showcase at lab22 in the university.

The design study class of 2009

(The Living Legend finds it ironic that how his father is always right about the outcome of his son's life)