End of the first year of university
Hello readers,
A lot has happened since my last post. My previous post quality has been quite dismal, but it does capture the essence of how I felt at the time. School was hectic and I was enjoying it. I was joining all sorts of CCAs and life felt bright. I am quite burnt out from all that I did in school but I must admit that I wouldn't have traded it for another experience, although there are some things that I would have done better. Nonetheless, it was a learning experience for me that I wish to remember for the rest of my short life.
I am now in my study week, and I am quite happy that there are no obligations for me to go to campus because I have been quite ill and it has been a good opportunity to get some rest and sleep, as well as to study at my own pace. However, whenever I am home I find myself bogged down by some unseen force, as if a haze has covered my sight and I am unable to think and see clearly, as if driven by some chemical in the air conditioning unit. Fortunately for me, I am getting better, and expect to be out and about soon. Tomorrow I will be studying with friends on campus, and I do hope that I will be able to spend some time with people I haven't met in a long time while being able to get some revision done.
Reflecting on this semester has given me a lot of bittersweet memories. There was the time I was utterly stunned by the beauty of a girl and for short period of time and I felt the rush as I realised I was infatuated all over again as if pushed back to my junior college days. There were times when I felt the weight on my shoulders as I was offered a job on a solid team as a financial consultant and lastly times when I wanted to crawl into a hole and die as I realised that my group project had something missing and we spent a long time rectifying the problem.
So the whole semester has been quite the emotional roller coaster, and I think I did quite a good job of summing it into one small paragraph. Of course, for my readers, it is a small paragraph but for me it meant the world compressed into three short months. I would elaborate further, but all in due time when the memory has become an experience, and I have enough time to begin another short story writing journey with me, my laptop and my imagination stretching to the far ends of the universe.
Cheers,
Matthew Tan
A lot has happened since my last post. My previous post quality has been quite dismal, but it does capture the essence of how I felt at the time. School was hectic and I was enjoying it. I was joining all sorts of CCAs and life felt bright. I am quite burnt out from all that I did in school but I must admit that I wouldn't have traded it for another experience, although there are some things that I would have done better. Nonetheless, it was a learning experience for me that I wish to remember for the rest of my short life.
I am now in my study week, and I am quite happy that there are no obligations for me to go to campus because I have been quite ill and it has been a good opportunity to get some rest and sleep, as well as to study at my own pace. However, whenever I am home I find myself bogged down by some unseen force, as if a haze has covered my sight and I am unable to think and see clearly, as if driven by some chemical in the air conditioning unit. Fortunately for me, I am getting better, and expect to be out and about soon. Tomorrow I will be studying with friends on campus, and I do hope that I will be able to spend some time with people I haven't met in a long time while being able to get some revision done.
Reflecting on this semester has given me a lot of bittersweet memories. There was the time I was utterly stunned by the beauty of a girl and for short period of time and I felt the rush as I realised I was infatuated all over again as if pushed back to my junior college days. There were times when I felt the weight on my shoulders as I was offered a job on a solid team as a financial consultant and lastly times when I wanted to crawl into a hole and die as I realised that my group project had something missing and we spent a long time rectifying the problem.
So the whole semester has been quite the emotional roller coaster, and I think I did quite a good job of summing it into one small paragraph. Of course, for my readers, it is a small paragraph but for me it meant the world compressed into three short months. I would elaborate further, but all in due time when the memory has become an experience, and I have enough time to begin another short story writing journey with me, my laptop and my imagination stretching to the far ends of the universe.
Cheers,
Matthew Tan
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