Denial

How cruel is the maze of our society, opening our eyes to a summer of spectacularity and unforgeable memories, only to impose the finality of our return back into such colourless confrontation of our reality :(

CRUEL!!!

I am agonisingly unready for the semester to start T.T Unfortunately time is a heartless sonnovabitch that waits for no one, and thus forced am I to retune myself into a complete juxtaposition of my 3 month holiday.

Oh wells, I guess it is indeed time to resettle and redirect the nostalgia of my memories to linger where they belong, and remind myself of the priorities that I have promised myself.

Today is Friday, the end of Week 2 (seriously is someone messing with the clocks??), and it is about time I realigned myself on the diverging path from denial haaaa..ha ha :/

But in all senses beyond denial and my mind prep for anticipated terrorist attacks by profs, I guess I am also excited for the semester ahead :)

This semester is, if not a courageous, then a very foolish choice of a challenge I put on myself, and I am honestly quite terrified. But I remain hopeful, and decisively prepared to face much sentiments of incompetence and inferiority HAHA.

But one step at a time, I am looking forward to this renewed journey, with hopes of finding in myself a new objective, a new depth, and perhaps even a new strength :)

Here's to the beginning of the sanity-challenging Year 2 Sem 1!!!