So I'm supposed to be spending a productive afternoon reading my Adolescence textbook, but maybe it's the constant rumble of thunder, or the mellow music or the fact that I'll be, in a couple of hours, attending the very last class of 3rd year that's making me contemplative, flighty and distracted.
Last class of 3rd year. If I wasn't doing honours, this could have been the last class of my undergraduate term. It's a scary thought. I still remember matriculating, checking into hall, knowing nobody, wondering how in the world I was going to get through 4 years of this madness, and suddenly, I have all of 1 year left, and I'm finding myself extremely reluctant to graduate or leave hall, simply because it means having to decide what path you're heading down in life once and for all and having to work and not having as much freedom as you did while being a student. And also because I adore hall, despite all its shortcomings, and I can't imagine going back to live at home. I can't imagine not having late night supper buddies just a few feet down the corridor, or a listening ear at random times of the night or just walking to the toilet at 4am after struggling with an assignment and taking comfort in the fact that there are other crazy folks still awake and going strong. I can't imagine having to make appointments weeks in advance just to meet a bunch of close friends, when right now we can meet up with a simple "Dinner at 6 at the dining hall!" text to everyone.
Ok I know all this is coming a year too early, but it's something that's been plaguing me.
There're so many things I'm excited about post-exams, but right now I can't afford to think about all of that because I have to study. Why is it so hard to buckle down and study? I've done it all my life, you'd think I'd have plenty of practice by now and it shouldn't be this hard every semester. But come the end of every semester, I have to rediscover that frenzy, that motivation to sit myself down and bully my brain into absorbing all sorts of facts. It's like a skill I throw out after every set of exams. Sigh.
Anyway, next year I have a goal- I have to take a lot a lot of photos of my final year in hall and uni. I have to capture as many memories as possible. Ok I have tons more to write, but I really should be studying. So I shall resist the blogging urge and end here. I should really switch my internet off man :/
Last class of 3rd year. If I wasn't doing honours, this could have been the last class of my undergraduate term. It's a scary thought. I still remember matriculating, checking into hall, knowing nobody, wondering how in the world I was going to get through 4 years of this madness, and suddenly, I have all of 1 year left, and I'm finding myself extremely reluctant to graduate or leave hall, simply because it means having to decide what path you're heading down in life once and for all and having to work and not having as much freedom as you did while being a student. And also because I adore hall, despite all its shortcomings, and I can't imagine going back to live at home. I can't imagine not having late night supper buddies just a few feet down the corridor, or a listening ear at random times of the night or just walking to the toilet at 4am after struggling with an assignment and taking comfort in the fact that there are other crazy folks still awake and going strong. I can't imagine having to make appointments weeks in advance just to meet a bunch of close friends, when right now we can meet up with a simple "Dinner at 6 at the dining hall!" text to everyone.
Ok I know all this is coming a year too early, but it's something that's been plaguing me.
There're so many things I'm excited about post-exams, but right now I can't afford to think about all of that because I have to study. Why is it so hard to buckle down and study? I've done it all my life, you'd think I'd have plenty of practice by now and it shouldn't be this hard every semester. But come the end of every semester, I have to rediscover that frenzy, that motivation to sit myself down and bully my brain into absorbing all sorts of facts. It's like a skill I throw out after every set of exams. Sigh.
Anyway, next year I have a goal- I have to take a lot a lot of photos of my final year in hall and uni. I have to capture as many memories as possible. Ok I have tons more to write, but I really should be studying. So I shall resist the blogging urge and end here. I should really switch my internet off man :/
2 comments:
NO!!! if you switch off internet how will you talk to me?? :(
I know the feeling! Don't worry hang in there!! :D
heehee is Anonymous, nivi? :P
nut, you're fantastic at prioritizing, so don't worry :) I had a loong comment to write about your actual blog entry but not here and not now when i don't feel too rambly (ok not true, coz this is LONG but i'm not feeling too sensible..)
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