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Friday, April 24, 2009

Infuriating

Why am I always facing such injustice, whenever it comes to school and stuff?

I can't help but feel disappointed and angry when I was classified as being "late" today for school, and not even allowed to participate in my group's presentation. (I was supposed to present a project today for a class with another group member.)

But how much does the lecturer know about the F-A-C-T-S?

I HAVE MY REASONS FOR BEING LATE. YES. MY FREAKING REASONS.

Does he have any idea how terrible the state I was in when I woke up today? I woke up with a sudden dizziness in my head, and I couldn't even maintain my balance when I walked!
(I am not exaggerating, I felt myself "tumble" to one side when I stood up, and my head was spinning.)

Feeling really terrible, I closed my eyes shut and covered them with both my hands, plonking back onto the bed. My dad, who witnessed that, had asked if it was okay if I skipped school today.

Immediately, I said "NO", as there was a presentation today. I PRACTICALLY DRAGGED MYSELF TO GO SCHOOL DESPITE THE CONDITION I WAS IN.
My dad was worried and insisted on accompanying me to school for fear that I would faint anytime.

When I checked my watch upon reaching the train station, I was near to being late. Then, I felt terrible and went to the nearest toilet to VOMIT.

I vomited my hearts out in the toilet while the clock ticked away. I took a glance at my watch. I was very late.

I came out of the toilet and my dad was waiting for me outside. He even wanted to send me to my school block for assurance of my safety. (Initially, he thought I had fainted inside the toilet as I took quite some time to come out.)

Then, when I FINALLY managed to make it to class, other students were midway through their presentations.
My group was the last one to go, and after awaiting for what seemed to be forever, I heard both our names being called.
As we stood up, the lecturer then added, "Only Cherlyn can present."

I stopped in my tracks. I hoped I could protest, but I did not want to create a scene. Sadly, I returned back to my seat and watched while Cherlyn presented the slides- ALONE.

To the lecturer: Do you know how OFFENDED I actually was when my reasons were not even bothered to be heard just because you ASSUME I was late just for the SAKE of it?

NOT everyone's reasons for being late are just "Oh, I overslept.", or "I was stuck in a traffic jam," and etc.
I AM SURE THERE ARE ALWAYS EXCEPTIONS TO EVERY TYPICAL SITUATION!

If you don't freaking believe me, please kindly check my past records. I HAVE STUDIED FOR TWO WHOLE FREAKING YEARS INSIDE THE POLYTECHNIC, AND HAVE I EVER BEEN LATE BEFORE?

NEVER!

And I was penalized because I was sick? I think the sick one is you.

Well, what could I do now that everything's over? Even if I told him the truth, what's the use? ARE WE ABLE TO CRY OVER SPLIT MILK?
He had already stated his seriousness in students being late. If I am not wrong, I remembered him saying that even being stuck in a traffic jam isn't a valid enough excuse to be late.
AT LEAST, HEAR THE STUDENT OUT. KNOW THE REASON OF WHY HE/SHE IS LATE BEFORE JUMPING TO CONCLUSIONS THAT "OH, THIS STUDENT IS LATE BECAUSE HE/SHE IS!"

Do all the lecturers in my course have a problem with them or something? I am sure they themselves have been students before, and can't they understand the feelings of being one?

This reminded me of a similar incident back to the days when I was working at a *Japanese* company. (I do not wish to name it, although its obvious enough.)

I broke into a major quarrel with the agency that introduced me the job in public, just at the backdoor of the company. The reason of the quarrel? I was maligned for my lateness.
That was worse, not even a single explanation did they even bother to listen despite attempts trying to explain. They did not even give a damn if you get into accidents/stomachache or ANY impromptu reasons. BEING LATE is just LATE.

That was wayyyyy beyond the term "unreasonable" to me. Feeling a sense of injustice, I decided to make matters big by reporting them to the media through videoing. AND I WAS CAUGHT RED-HANDED.
And that's when everything began. I was even threatened to be sued.
I did not wish to get into details (I believe most of my friends know the story by now as the matter was quite blown up.)
Eventually, the agent did apologize (although in a very general way.)

Not even a chance if you think you deserve an apology. I know my rights.

And for the "heck-care" lecturer who seemed to understand NOTHING about people's anguish, I shan't care.
You wanted us students to hand in our work by 8.am, and 8.01 am will be deem as late work, I AM FINE WITH IT.
You wanted us students NOT to be late, I AM FINE WITH IT.

BUT I AM DEFINITELY NOT FINE WITH BEING COMPLETELY IGNORED JUST BECAUSE YOU ASSUME MY REASONS FOR BEING LATE ARE JUST ANOTHER TYPICAL ONES.

You have no ABSOLUTE idea the anguish I was feeling. Try getting sick yourself to the extent of not even able to stand up while rushing for an important meeting! If I had known earlier, I would have rested at home instead of making sacrifices to rush to school.
I even paid Cherlyn half the price for her taxi fare because she rushed to school in a cab as she was almost late, too. I offered to share the fee because I know I have a place in the group. AND NOW, WHAT DID I GET?

IF I fail ever fail this project and am given a "0" grade for it, THAT'S IT. I will gladly leave the course with a bad impression of poly lecturers.

Guess what? Screw you.

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