today, the class schedule for the next semester came out. haha i had been anticipating it eagerly for the novelty of something new to do at work—plan timetable!! anyway it was quite disappointing in the end because i only managed to occupy about 3 hours. and no sense of satisfaction because despite having only 4 subjects, i ended up STILL having a 5-day week.
what’s this??? i’ve worked hard and cleared all my UEs…i should be having a 3 day week!freaking sway…have to come to school for one class one monday, wednesday, and friday. and on the semester when i don’t have hall. sigh, looks like i’ll be wasting a lot of time in school, especially when figuring in waiting for night practices. but still, it’s the last year i’ll get to spend just nua-ing around in school….
it’s depressing becoming a year 4 student. one more year will pass like the wind and the carefree-ness ends and we will be spending the rest of our lives slogging away….sigh. but university is so life-changing, somehow much more life-changing then the other stages of school…it feels like i spent primary and secondary school growing up, jc stagnating and getting cynical, and university life growing outwards, growing into the person i want to become. at least, i hope. (unfortunately i have grown outwards physically too wahaha)
my life is currently on a 5 month hiatus, with myself cast into the role of an observer. i watch as the human dramas of 60odd university students play out…watch as people go about their daily work at the office…watch the days go by. finally, we’ve made it to june, and have 5 more weeks to go till the end. so near yet so far, so real yet so unreal. it seems like such a waste of one’s life, constantly waiting for time to pass. when we start working, back we go to watching the clock. life is depressing and constantly on hold. what’s the point of it all?
anyway. i was at xi’an last week with some people. it’s kind of sad that halfway through the trip it kind of struck me that all my life i’ve wanted to go travelling with friends…it’s the craziest, most fun experience ever. and it still is, but somehow i’ve forgotten to appreciate that. oh well…i’ll blog about it soon as i get a few more photos taken by the others who don’t stay in my house. here’s a couple of pretty ones i took which are quite un-xi’an, haha. the historical splendour of the city is lost on me…all i see is dust and pollution and crowds.
