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Writing a life of a degree students. A miserable life of me yet couldn't afford to lose any challenges. Besides money, I have faltered in my quest seeking for a valuable things that meant a lot to me.When I was still enjoying my holiday, I was eager to back to college enrolling the degree program by Nothumbria University. Until I officially/truly stepped in the college, I knew that I've chosen a tough route.
Today is 2nd October 2014. It is my second week of the semester out of fourteen. I've heard people saying that degree courses aren't like diplomas. And if you asked me, I would repute diploma was a piece of cake and it was pretty much my honeymoon year. Another way of speaking, I did not truly have the determination to strive, it was a good time. That time, I have friends who had been telling me that they have no time to play computer games at all (I'mma gamer). Frankly speaking, I did not believe that it was true until I'm on the same boat with them.
Sleepy and Tired is what I have been encountering ever since the open semester. I am not sure that is this my mental trouble or I am physically tired in a truthful way? Reading the assignment tasks and projects given by my lecturers for different subjects causes my eyes about to fell off. I am not that kind of person who could insist of doing what he decided to work on. To speak one's mind, to put things bluntly, and I can the open sunroof and tell you, I am weak.
i . a m . t o o . w e a k— Ben Boyagin (@boyagin) October 2, 2014
My course mates have an instinctive thought of I am a happy-go-lucky person who doesn't give a shit about my studies. They might right but what pulls me up from the deep hole is the course fees that I have been paying to study. If it was free to study like in high school, I dare not to imagine the depravation side of me and that would also change my thoughts of this chapter of my life. Some people just don't understand the excruciating of being a lunatic. A lunatic does crazy things, speaks boldly and behaves slutty, but there's also the dark side as well, a side that they will never happen to see. They expect you are tough enough to take all the shit, and you've gotta stay stronk and say "Wow I don't give a fuck but please give it more to me." But what truly matters is the hurt feeling in your heart and no one will know except you alone.
I am not afraid of accepting the challenges in the courses but what I'm worried is "am I on the right track doing this assignment"? Lecturer plays an important role in the college, they guide you to solve any problems that you experience and shit. Let's imagine if there is a lecturer who is not capable of teaching clearly and has no enough knowledge to teach you the particular subject?
I can't believe KDUPG risks our results arranging a lecturer who isn't qualified at all.
I feel bad for saying this. He has been good to us but he's too old, at least too old enough to retired. #MoneyOverEverything. We paid the amount of money much more higher than other institutions and rightly we expect to have a better treatment. I don't feel like revealing his name, there's a saying in Chinese, 断人财路 等于杀人父母. He could be fired or shit that I never expect. All I hope is to not get lectured by him for the next semester.
I'm tired and I gotta keep telling myself to stay strong, that's the only thing I could do.