These days remind me of the last few months of my high school. From January onwards, our life revolved around daily test as a revision to prepare us for national exams, followed by discussion of the test, which was often used as an opportunity to sit with our friend in one chair. It was also an opportunity to scream "A.....a...a..." or "B...b...b..." (cos they were all multiple-choice questions). When it came to 'easy' subjects such as Physical Education, IT, arts, or religious studies, it was a chance for me to write diary on the question paper.
It was so normal to look back and recall memories in the past 3 years in high school. There was one moment I felt like I wanted to cry during the revision test, not because the test was difficult, but because I remembered how short the time me and my friends had together before each of us took different path of life. Up to February, my weekends were gone to study for NUS test. March onwards after I got offer letter from NUS, the last 2 months became so critical, not only because the final test would really be coming SOON, but because now you know, it was really gonna be a farewell.
Thanks to NUS' 'week-numbering-system', it is easy for me now to count the number of weeks left before I let go my undergraduate student status. 9, 10, 11, 12, 13. That's it. Five more weeks. Don't count this coming week and it'll be only four weeks. Don't count weekends, then it's only 20 days.
People thought the feeling of going to be graduating soon is a happy feeling, I see it as a mixture of various types of feeling. The thing is graduating doesn't only mean "good bye lessons". Graduating means a beginning of a new phase of life, a real life, a thicker jungle. That's why the graduation ceremony is called "COMMENCEMENT". Graduating means that friendship will change. Friends are still there, some (or most?) won't be there anymore (or this time, it'll be ME who'll leave my juniors). I remembered the beginning of my 3rd year was quite difficult for me. Handy and Andrew graduated and in the Cell group, it was the first time for me without any of them. Sunday also felt different cos no more 'zha jiang mian-ritual'. It was worsened by the hectic life preparing the production.
I'm excited too. Krizia said, "working is fun. Don't feel scared" and Paul also said, "Postgrad study is also a profession", so I feel secure that whatever path that I'll choose at the end, as long as it is God's will and I do it 100%, it'll be okay. Like the 3 Idiots movie said, "All izz well..."
It feels so nice to be able to sit and write stuff like this again. To think and to reflect. To let the anxiety, the happiness, and any other feelings thrown out from my heart is really a good feeling :) oh but yeah...some happy or sad stuff can't be shared here..HAHAHA..that's what diary is used for :)
5 more weeks. Add oil!!!
It was so normal to look back and recall memories in the past 3 years in high school. There was one moment I felt like I wanted to cry during the revision test, not because the test was difficult, but because I remembered how short the time me and my friends had together before each of us took different path of life. Up to February, my weekends were gone to study for NUS test. March onwards after I got offer letter from NUS, the last 2 months became so critical, not only because the final test would really be coming SOON, but because now you know, it was really gonna be a farewell.
Thanks to NUS' 'week-numbering-system', it is easy for me now to count the number of weeks left before I let go my undergraduate student status. 9, 10, 11, 12, 13. That's it. Five more weeks. Don't count this coming week and it'll be only four weeks. Don't count weekends, then it's only 20 days.
People thought the feeling of going to be graduating soon is a happy feeling, I see it as a mixture of various types of feeling. The thing is graduating doesn't only mean "good bye lessons". Graduating means a beginning of a new phase of life, a real life, a thicker jungle. That's why the graduation ceremony is called "COMMENCEMENT". Graduating means that friendship will change. Friends are still there, some (or most?) won't be there anymore (or this time, it'll be ME who'll leave my juniors). I remembered the beginning of my 3rd year was quite difficult for me. Handy and Andrew graduated and in the Cell group, it was the first time for me without any of them. Sunday also felt different cos no more 'zha jiang mian-ritual'. It was worsened by the hectic life preparing the production.
I'm excited too. Krizia said, "working is fun. Don't feel scared" and Paul also said, "Postgrad study is also a profession", so I feel secure that whatever path that I'll choose at the end, as long as it is God's will and I do it 100%, it'll be okay. Like the 3 Idiots movie said, "All izz well..."
It feels so nice to be able to sit and write stuff like this again. To think and to reflect. To let the anxiety, the happiness, and any other feelings thrown out from my heart is really a good feeling :) oh but yeah...some happy or sad stuff can't be shared here..HAHAHA..that's what diary is used for :)
5 more weeks. Add oil!!!
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