absolutely alright

1. early class. despite the heavy rain outside atmosphere in the seminar room was in contrary, hot - friends fought to raise up their hands, waved it in the air to attract the lecturer's attention and shouted out consciously and unconsciously. everybody seems to have something to say. this is unusual as you could imagine. 8.30 in the morning when half of my (i believe i can use 'our') soul was still in the dream, if it was not our beloved lecturer who announced, now flip thru your PAM Form, every question asked, you get 1 mark, every question answered, 2, nobody (i may be too subjective, yes there may be somebody) would like to say a word. i was not quite ready for the change.

2. later in the lunch, on the dining table, the debate carried on, on some different issues. so did you settle the hostel thing? it was me who started it. no, tomorrow maybe, B answered. and it went on about how we were charged 400 bucks for our hostel only two weeks ago when the semester is going to end, paying 50 bucks to cancel our name, how the U actually (cunningly) arranged us - the whole batch - in only two small rooms knowing that we are not going to live in campus, how the protest has been voiced out in our Tanggam website, and etc. i was surprise by this sudden gush of dissatisfaction and anger that have actually been brewing up among my friends for some times, while i was still living in a pineapple under the sea.

3. so today i learned ya i was wrong there are actually two things that still have the magical power to make us stand up for and speak up - matter concerning exam marks, and matter concerning money. no there is nothing wrong with this, don't get me wrong. it is absolutely all right.