Holy eff this semester just flew right pass. Seriously, how am I almost done with fourth year already? Where did all the time go?
What have I done since the beginning of this year? I remember wrapping up KB-DTA in January and Charm in April. I remember flailing and submerging myself further into the fandom. I remember doing the dance thing for the inter varsity games and subsequently clubbing and getting to know the most sohai, fun, and colorful "kids" ever. (IMO 3years is plenty seniority for me to call them kids.) I remember fonting - not the Caskett kind, but - oh so much fonting. I started keeping a journal and I've been to a piano concert and an 18+ musical. I've gotten hooked onto new shows and learned when it was time to stop watching a show.
Academically, I've finished two cycles, and I'm about to be done with the third one in a few days. Got some shit done; but didn't manage to finish some shit (for now). Even surprised myself by how interested I was in some of the "useless subjects".
There was that brief highlight of receiving my first genuinely anonymous "love letter" followed by the disappointing letdown of months of inactivity. (Your loss.)
There was also that night in church that basically guaranteed my one way ticket to hell.
Birthdays and celebrations have come and gone.
I've learnt when to say no and when to say fuck all, let's do this.
One last month; one last cycle (the hardest one yet!) before I go home. Let's make this worthwhile.
What have I done since the beginning of this year? I remember wrapping up KB-DTA in January and Charm in April. I remember flailing and submerging myself further into the fandom. I remember doing the dance thing for the inter varsity games and subsequently clubbing and getting to know the most sohai, fun, and colorful "kids" ever. (IMO 3years is plenty seniority for me to call them kids.) I remember fonting - not the Caskett kind, but - oh so much fonting. I started keeping a journal and I've been to a piano concert and an 18+ musical. I've gotten hooked onto new shows and learned when it was time to stop watching a show.
Academically, I've finished two cycles, and I'm about to be done with the third one in a few days. Got some shit done; but didn't manage to finish some shit (for now). Even surprised myself by how interested I was in some of the "useless subjects".
There was that brief highlight of receiving my first genuinely anonymous "love letter" followed by the disappointing letdown of months of inactivity. (Your loss.)
There was also that night in church that basically guaranteed my one way ticket to hell.
Birthdays and celebrations have come and gone.
I've learnt when to say no and when to say fuck all, let's do this.
One last month; one last cycle (the hardest one yet!) before I go home. Let's make this worthwhile.
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