Hmm, I don't know where to start. I was a mediorce student dating back when I'm still in high school. I did my A-levels in TARC albeit I regretted it later on. I somehow lost my focus in trying to score well. If you actually know what kind of distractions there are in Taman Bunga Raya or TBR for short; you'll understand where I come from. Life was fairly easy back then because I still do not have the maturity to handle my studies. I ended up with A, B, C, D grades for my A-levels studies. This is where the guilt seeps it. I was so worried that I couldn't further my studies at this stage in time but thank god I managed to barely pull it through.

I then set my way to UK Transfer Programme in HELP. I took up Law. Right, it was firstly for glamour and then everything else was a bonus back then. Even after telling myself that I need to buck up and not playing a fool, I did the same mistake again. I barely pass my quizzes. When I say barely, it means I either flunk one or two and only pass the others. I kept procrastinating despite I know I'm in dire help but hell I'm taking life easy. Come to think of it, I did Arts stream subjects in A-levels which includes Economics, Business Studies, General Paper, and Math. It is only recently that I found out TARC offered Law in their pre-University programme. But let's just leave the bygones be bygones. When my first year finals came, I somehow got enlightened and I managed to pull off some crazy grades despite my previous track records. I got like an average of a high 2-1. I applied for some random universities without doing much homework previously and I got accepted into all of them. My plans were to do a 1+2 program because 2+1 usually means more strict requirements and there's barely anyone who can make it(I know an exceptional few who happens to be my close friends; talk about contrast ). I wrote four appeal letters to convince them that my A-levels result should be partially ignored compared to my better off first year results. They finally gave me the green light

Soon after I landed in UK, my procrastination almost got the best of me again. I skipped tutorials and classes, party all day every night( well, almost ). Again I flunked 2 subjects out of 3. Then, the nightmare of my enlightenment begins. I stopped all social activities. I studied like a donkey day and night, picking back up what was lost; truth be told it ain't easy especially when some modules like Property Law requires constant revision. I did almost 25 hours of required studies per week and doing tutorial works for 4 modules including those I did terribly in. Thank god I got some awesome friends by my side. I can almost rely on them for the much accurate advices I need. My tutor was quite surprised I kept calling in to make an appointment but I know it has to be done. Finally, the summer examination (D Day) arrived. Perhaps I was still in a paranoid mood that I took too much time to study to not even notice time flies. I panicked all around but I managed to pull through everything at the end of the day with a borderline 2-2 and passed my winter re-sits. It was bad ass lol. Let me tell you; procrastination is a very very bad habit. It's not easy to ditch off and once you feel complacent that's where you fall the hardest. You'll only have yourself to blame when that happens. Usually, this comes in a package with external pressure from parents, peers, and etc.

I hope this story could serve as a good reminder to those who thinks they can party freely in UK; especially those whom are given scholarship. Your responsibility is to study. It is the first and the last thing you'll do. Party only when you know you have everything well under control.
p/s: Did I mention 10? I think it was 20(a typo lol)