It’s day two. And I’m feeling all tensed already.
I’m in a bureau whereby not only I can’t have fun with the juniors, I’m supposed to make them miserable.
Yes. Discipline unit.
Before this, I thought of going all strict and fierce cause to me, to control 300 students from various backgrounds, that’s the only way.
So, day 1, I was strict, fierce and plain annoying. I myself didn’t like the things I scold them for cause I was simply finding excuses to scold them.
Immediately, that evening, a few of them disliked me already. They were showing faces when I spoke or simply pass by.
One of them even complained straight to another PM.
I changed my method of approach later, not because I want them to like me. But it was just simply meaningless to me, for yelling at them over the wrong colour shoes they wear and all.
However, today, I was the bitch again.
This time, it was real anger.
They are so spoilt! They spend most of the time in an air conditioned room and yet can complained when told to practise cheers.
And the cheers they do, $@^%#$!!!
If other colleges were here, 3rd residents can start digging holes to bury themselves.
The guys were the soft ones, barely touching their thighs when they were actually supposed to hit them.
And know what, there was one time a girl actually lead the cheers.
Guys, come on!
Third already has this disadvantage for having a LOT of female students compared to other colleges so our cheers are usually not as loud if compared to let’s say, 7th or 11th.
Then again, probably they can’t go to DTC this year, and experience the feeling of being challenged by other colleges, that’s why the low spirit.
*sigh*
And another problem is I really like helping juniors out like this year, we have one junior who is pregnant.
I pay a lot of attention to her cause I really admire her courage and think she needs the attention too.
But a few PM’s came to me and reminded me I’m in discipline. I’m not supposed to do that. That’s the ‘kebajikan’s’ duty.
*sigh sigh sigh*
I feel so tensed now, really.
The only time I’m myself is during ‘slot kerohanian’. Slots for non-muslims when the muslims go for their prayer.
Luckily I still can take care of the lil’ ‘bananas’, so I’m still on par with the reason I applied to be a PM.
Let’s just hope things will get better in the next few days.
Wish me luck!
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