Elections are fun. I remember meeting a lot of cool people. My vice-president and right hand man, both in the student council and my personal life at the time, Harmony, was and still is a great friend and will always somehow be dear to me. My treasurer Andrew was one of the sweetest yet uptight guys I've ever come to known and I miss having him around. He could pull your head off and screw it back on tight. Now Suan Mei, my Secretary was the biggest asset and encouragement to me, in more one way. Her link is on the left there, she is now the sole Asian writer on the University of Melbourne’s official magazine, RAGE. Jayaram who at the last minute pulled out from the election and donated all the votes to me, the coolest vegetarian I met during college. It was the hippest feeling having someone come up to you and ask "So, what is the manifesto for your campaign?"
Election week was so much fun. I wore orange every day of the week and I made all my party members and supporters wear orange too. There was the orange juice we handed out to "secure" votes and then there was the orange sweets, mandarin oranges and our 16 feet banner across Taylor College's front building.
Oh and the time I had to interview the new class presidents when I was about to step down and there was this one guy, Jesse I think his name was who paraphrased Hitler's ideologies during the interview and while the counselors looked slightly baffled, I was impressed and gave him full marks for that segment. I'm biased like that.
Overall, I think my time at Taylor College wasn't all that bad. I was definitely productive even though the Vice Principal hates me and claimed that girls who came to school in spaghetti straps are bound to fail. Hah, should have seen the look on her face the day our results came out. Classic.