I managed to survive the week, which was more hectic than usual. Struggling almost totally alone at Bukit Batok for two out of the three days were extremely exhausting. Undeniable, my confidence had increased ever since but the hatred had amplified as well due to the poor discipline level.
Night classes were great because of the enthusiasm of the lecturers; it certainly proved me I was right about how to go about dealing with education in these days.
The worst thing was when I realised my days of research had gone into waste; it was not the end but the beginning of new work.