it's done and done. the LAST group assignment for my semester. sigh. i hate waiting for the results. really really really. it's torturous la

well it's been real quick to think that ive already spent a year in the poly, after my a level results. i cant say that i totally hated and dreaded the whole time in poly. and i cant say i definitely enjoyed myself either. but it's definitely an experience and at least i know i'd probably stay through the three years and try to decipher a path by the end of that.

i get the question all the time: is poly better than jc? or in any other manner.

seriously, i dont know. i cant say for sure.

i always ask myself, how would it be if i didnt end up where i was? would i have a perception of the jc/poly being a slanted one? i only can tell about the experience and have to say, i am one of the few that can experience both worlds. and this isnt a bad thing either.

poly and jc journeys are really engineered differently and the process of moulding the person is really different. the demands and the goals of each institutional bodies are different. how they go about trying to fulfill and shape that student is different too. the styles they use are also very different. there's no proper standard of comparison. simply because it'll be like comparing a banana and an orange.

poly isnt really as slack as everyone thinks. but it doesnt mean that everyone is hardworking. jc isnt as 'independent' as one would think. but it doesnt mean that all of them are spoonfed. school spirit maybe considered non-existent in poly. the same way creativity, or the width of thought, in jc is. they are just very different.

but you see, i can say all this because i was a part of one, and still part of the other in the present. i cant say i regretted jc. i didnt. the intangible relationships and lessons taught from there is something that you cant ignore or take out of your system.

in any case, being in jc has made me part of the way i am now and how i am doing. if i didnt go thru that a'levels pathway, no matter how painful and hard, i dont think i'd be as focus as i am now.

my relative smooth sailing so far, has to be credited to the past.

one year of the poly year has past. there's two more to go, 4 more semesters to get through. am i dreading it? not really. am i afraid of it? maybe, somewhat. well, the clouds still dance, even when there is no wind or when it knows or doesnt know what role it has to play.



t103/108: thanks for the year. sure im the oldest (which u guys suuuuuuuuuuure tell the world about) and yes, you guys all seem to have this new afffinity for cows (read: Mouse iguana ivan bettina etc etc etc) and maybe ive learned the new way of saying 'broccoli' or speaking like igauna. thank you, each of you. for making the year go the way it went. im in this new terrain, as greenhorned as each of you, and i am thankful and grateful how we've found our way around. you make my 1st year of poly, survivable:) and i think i'd treasure that cow bible for a pretty long time:)

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