Double Identity - Part 3...

Whew... a part 3? I might as well make this into a storybook or something. Haha..

As I said earlier, I continued on with my F6 life until STPM just flew away.. During that length of holidays, I got yet another surprise, also from my mom on my b’day! Things just seem to happen on my b’day rite..? *Laughs.* This time I got enrolled on the 10th of Feb- My exact b’day at Taylors College for the same course – French studies! She must have noticed how sad I was when my studies at Lincoln came to an early end. Luckily, there were no ‘sesat’ cases this time. I was quizzed on my French knowledge a few hours prior to my first class! Can you imagine how my mind was working to retrace the lessons...? Worst than a moving tyre! At first I was a bit hesitant for I didn’t know if what I was saying was true. – I replied the Q’s thrown my way in French ok? Maklumlah, My whole F6 life was the wall between my then and now French lessons. Get what I mean?

My classes at Taylors were held in the night until 9pm. So, I had the rest of the day to not only catch up on my sleep, but also to catch up on my revision as well as necessary University applications. My mum became my travelling companion this time. Since classes ended late, she would come up to Taylor’s directly after work and together, we would catch the bus and hence, walk home.

I sat for my DELF A1 and A2 during this time meaning somewhere in March and June before I got accepted into my current Uni – UPM in July. Quite an assortment of events right? So, this is where I currently stand. Guess what? First years have to take a foreign language paper as their elective. I’m sure you know what language I chose in the end... Its not that hard to guess after all... FRENCH!!! On my first French class in Uni, my lecturer actually told me to change my language after questioning my sanity. Why? She said: “You already learned the whole syllabus so, why do you want to take my paper?” I could have switched to Spanish, Thailand or mandarin but I don’t know why I didn’t. Maybe the allure of the French language still hadn’t dimmed for me.

See? Life is indeed a journey of learning’s... What better way to spend ones holidays than by doing something they love? In my case, catching up and reuniting with my French instincts! That’s all folks! See you in the next edition! A bientot!

Double Identity - Part 2...

Here it is... the much anticipated continuation to my previous musings... or maybe not? Hmm... Now, where did I stop? Aha.. First day of college..

As time passed, I got to know my classmates cum college pals.. Vicky, the head of their batch, Choo, the crazy kid, Temily, who always calls me ‘Ashwini’. Don’t ask me why. Sangeetha – Not, d admin. Faye, Rozanne, Logein, who became my travel partner since we both live in Klang. Dylan and Lim who did an interesting experiment in class before lessons got started. I shall tell you all about it later. Anusha as well as a whole lot more. I also got my first taste albeit a small one... of college life and what it means to be a college student. My classmates/pals made me feel like I was 1 of them that I sometimes find it easy to say; I am indeed a Lincoln college student as the rest of them.

Now, as promised.. My sis and I arrived early for class one day. <> None of the other students were there except for Dylan, Lim, Anusha, me and my sis of course! Correct me if I’m wrong but, I think it was just the five of us at that time. Dyllie came up with his ‘asam jawa juice’ experiment. You know dried ‘Asam’ are usually sold here and there.. Well, Lim had it and voila! he came up with the crazy idea! He brought out his water bottle and started adding this dried ‘Asam’ into it until the water turned murky. He then offered it to all of us who were in class.. Of course we rejected it as hey, even the experimenter hadn’t had a taste of his own ‘magic trick’! He proclaimed it as a success but, the whole lot of us were laughing our heads out that when the lecturer asked us what was wrong, we were still reeling from the ‘after effects’.

When my F6 acceptance letter came out, I joined in and thus became a F6 student at MGS Klang. The so call nemesis of my previous school – Convent Klang. Hey, I repeat... I am NOT a traitor! Get it? I continued my college life though I was already in my first F6 yr. It was an extremely hectic schedule especially on Mondays since Mondays are the days for school assembly, librarian meetings and last but not least, my French class in KL with only an hour away! I’m sure you could imagine the rush of adrenaline I felt, running here and there like a madwoman all because I didn’t want to miss my French classes. Come Tues, I normally feel a bit ‘dead’ on the inside.

Sadly, my college life at Lincoln came to an end somewhere in August or was it September? I terribly missed my French classes and of course, the lecturer and my new found friends who had became a part of my ‘gang’. I continued on with my F6 studies, keeping tabs on my college friends from time to time as well as my other friends and ‘gangs’. Ha-ha... I seem to have a lot of gangs. But, that does not imply that I am a gangster ya. No interest in that sector!!


TO BE CONTINUED...?

Double Identity - Part 1...

Ok. An extremely late entry. I know... This happened like hmm... let me see..Back in F5. That would be the year 2006-2007! Right. As soon as d major exam –SPM was over, we had almost 6 months of break before the acceptance letter for F6 arrived. Guess what? During that period of holiday, my mum gave me a wonderful b’day present. Something I never would’ve expected from her. Do you know what it is? No.. I’m not talking about books ,dolls or even holiday trips Given up guessing? Good! Because your time for answering is up! Hehehe...

Knowing my interest in the multiple varieties of languages available on mother earth (Hey, I am just a beginner here... Not a pro yet or maybe I am... in 1 or 2 languages. Hehe...); Anyway, she got me enrolled in a college in KL situated near the PWTC building. A college that goes by the name- Lincoln College. What course? FRENCH!!! YIPPEE!!!!! I have always wanted to learn this language since my knowledge on Spanish is a bit hazy and this was a new language.

On my first day, I had my sis with me who fortunately, wanted to try out her interest in French. What better way then to follow me? So, we hopped on n off the bus, took the train and arrived on the grounds of the ‘PUTRA PLACE’ in time for lunch. After a much drawn out lunch though, we got lost! As in, we took the wrong lift up and ended up in another college – in the baking pantry! Imagine our shock n dismay! 1st day, already ‘sesat jalan’. *Sighs..* We came down after checking out the floor and luckily, called the admin – Ms. Sangeetha who got me n my sis enrolled in the first place. She agreed to meet us down and kindly, directed us to the right building and the right floor. Imagine the relief we felt! We were still early for class.. Being a non Lincoln college student, I felt a bit weird. Out of my league if you may at being surrounded by the rest of them. I met Jun Hong, my first college pal when I first entered and by the end of the day, got to know 2 more.. As time passed, class became more interesting. I don’t know about the rest but, maybe my love for languages sort of colored my judgment. My lecturer, Mdm. Marie Dumas, a frenchie is an interesting and friendly person and she told us some info about her country as well as gave us a short quiz after the ice melting session came to a stall.



THE END...?