The college I go to...

It is a not a community college, nor a university at first, but I called it a `Sympathy College'. It is located somewhere in Petaling Jaya, state of Selangor in a country named Malaysia. This college seems so unique in the sense it does take me as a student because no other colleges or universities in Malaysia would accept me because of my qualification which sees me failing in only one subject! Just imagine, when I was told to quit College because of my poor performance, without an appointment, I simply burst into the Director's office and give him my first maiden speech of why I should not be sacked from the college. He does not say anything, just do his daily work, looking and signing papers, and not even looking at me. Knowing I am not an invited guest, so I excuse myself and ready to go. What a shock, finally he put his head up, looked me in the eyes and ask me to tell my Ketua Kursus (course supervisor) to see him. I did what I was told. Waiting anxiously outside the Director's room, after 30 minutes, my course supervisor emerged from the office and indicating me to come to him. He looked angry because the Director has decided against his wish of sacking me. I am being given a second chance! WHAT A COUNTRY!!!What a college!! What a Director!! And what a course supervisor#! And it is not an ordinary college after all, because now it has been renamed as Univerisity Technolgy MARA. Would I then make good the opportunity the college has given me? You tell me...