1 month 1n MCKL

Methodist College Kuala Lumpur, Brickfields is a college that provides only pre-university courses. My A- levels commenced at the beginning of July. A month has passed since and it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say I’m officially a KL boy.

As a scholarship holder, I’m required to join a minimum of two clubs and have at least 80% attended meetings.  Being excited at the fact that I’m living the ‘college dream’, I signed up for 7 different clubs. Ranging from a variety of interests, these were the dance club, Leo club, debate, football, editorial club, athletics and the Model United Nations club (MUN). The booths set up on the all-clubs-open-day were too alluring that my conscious self couldn’t resist my hands from jotting down details repeatedly on the registration sheets. But, alas! I had to forego some clubs as they fell on the same day. Though given a chance, I would have loved to join more!

Residing in Klang, I commute to college using the Komuter service. Classes start as early as 8. This gives me no choice but to be up by 5.30 and catch a 6.30 train to reach KL Sentral by 7.30. Physics states that no energy is used when you don’t move a certain distance. Although I stay standing idly looking through the windows of the train, I can’t help but feel all my energy draining out.  It’s even more amazing on how much the society has control over you when you see more than half the passengers sleeping and you wish to do the same. Travelling back home after college isn’t any different. I reach my doorstep approximately 7.30 in the evening. I so badly want to call this regular cycle a vicious cycle, but nope. I want to stay optimistic and enjoy this two dimensional roller coaster ride.

First impression always matters. But, what happens when various first impressions contradicts and makes you question your own identity? You just go with the flow. So, the first comment I received was on how I looked like a debater. The second was on me looking like a football player. The third was on me having the looks of a bad boy and the fourth on me looking too innocent. It’s interesting to be growing in a very expressive community. This in fact makes me look forward to what the following months in MCKL would be like. 

The first reason I enrolled into MCKL was due to its history of students’ university placement.  The officers here are well versed in this and I wanted my future-plan to be known by them. So, one fine day I knocked on the door of the officer and introduced myself. I told the officer my understanding of what it takes to reach the top tier universities. He drew me a rough timeline on what to do and when to do it. This became even more fruitful when a Malaysian Harvard graduate gave a talk the following week on ways to get into those universities.

All this while, I’ve been a big fish in a small pond. Living within the comforts of my parents, initiating healthy intellectual competitions with peers of backgrounds alike, having almost all my activities pre-planned – these are the few. In MCKL, with students from all corners of the world, I’m a small fish in a big pond. Learning my way through the plethora of species rife with talents and passion. This definitely has me constantly questioning with curiosity - what would tomorrow’s day in MCKL be like?