of hearts and flowers,
In the spirit of my previous entry, i shall attempt to blog like how i did 5 years ago-
Yesterday was like any other day, i woke up, took the train to Pioneer and attended lecture. Only that it would be the last day of this semester and also the last core lecture for the whole CS cohort. i'm feeling nostalgic already as i'm typing this.
No more msging the CS clique "hey i'm going to be late, help me save a seat" and laughing and crapping about random stuff when the lecture is ongoing, or buying bubble tea or mr bean into lecture, or looking at what Justin is looking at his laptop, or borrowing Jingting's or Waimun's lecture notes to copy cos I missed out, or discussing with Cathryn the question Mark Cenite wants us to discuss.
Or listening to the (some say charismatic) Mark Cenite go on about Ethics or Copyright infringement or sometimes bringing in his personal agenda (gays) into the lecture. Or seeing everyone in their little (or some large) cliques sitting together with laptops or lecture notes, that warm fuzzy feeling that we're all in this together.
I think the taking photo of the whole cohort at the end of lecture really drove home the reality that hey, one semester has ended and we're on our way to graduation. Some people that i've come to know and love, some whom i would have wanted to know better but never having the chance to, yet others whom i'll only know as acquaintances and as coursemates. Like what a friend said on Facebook, i'll not miss NTU (like duh) but i'll certainly, most definitely miss SCI, the people, the benches where most meetings take place, the LT, and most definitely the friends that we have made. I still remember 4 years ago when i was just a freshman and now i'm here standing at the edge almost about to leave school. I am so going to miss this so damn much.
I guess i'll always regret the fact that i was never really involved or active in SCI. First few years in ntu was all hall days.... and come to think of it was it that worth it? Since SCI is where i am at the end of the day, not hall. If only i had someone like myself givin me advice 4 years ago.
I know i'm being prematurely nostalgic, since this is not even the end of school and neither is it convocation yet - it's only the end of 1st semester and there's still exams and FYP but well.... reminding myself now will make me cherish the next and final semester so much more. xx.
...
a wild flower dies
where it blooms
so let me be
a wild flower
its death shall be
the fading of beauty
-suchoon mo