So I Googled it and found that third year can also be referred to as junior year in the US education system. I’ve decided that I wanted my title to be fancy just like all my other posts [Click here and here].
Normally before I begin a brand new semester, I would summarize about how I feel throughout that particular year of study. This time around, it is almost halfway through my semester only I have found the mood to write this post. Reason being, in all honesty, I did not enjoy my third year at all. To me, my freshman year can be categorized as sesat/lost, sophomore year is tiring and my third year, it’s really sickening but in the dark, you would find light.
Mel and I on a rainy day from KK7 to our faculty! 🙂
In my third year, I officially moved into a brand new hostel which is located far, far away from my faculty. Despite all the silent drama which I did not ask for, I survived and learnt how to bury my heart in a casket deeper in the ground so that no one will ever, ever find it for now.
Sam and Xiao Ting during MPIS 2012/2013 😉 .
In my third year, I have made new friends whom I love them dearly. This year as well, I realized that not everyone is insincere but there are still friends who are willing to be sincere and go all out for you. I met back some old friends in hostel but my presence was not welcomed in many ways. Yea, I know you wouldn’t bother explaining but I know why.
Mel, Sam and Vivian! ❤
In my third year, I took night class that ends at 11.00pm. By the time I reach my room, it would already be 11.40pm. Most of the time, around 11.40pm I would see you driving out of the compound with her next to you but I would pretend to not see your car because you wouldn’t wave to me with her next to you.
I would pose even more provocatively if it there isn’t two lecturers staring at me! =P
My outfit to my classes has became lazier than ever. Due to the strict dress code in my new hostel, I would wear my t-shirt and shorts underneath this knee length coat as in the photograph above while walking out of the hostel. People think I’m mad and yea, I think I’m really mad too =P . But oh well, madness keeps me sane =P.
Final play for my junior year! =)
Most of the time in my third year, I am too tired to be up for anything crazy. I think the craziest thing I ever did in my third year is asking for a ride from this dude on a motorbike just because I am running late for class. I have seen around this dude around hostel a few times so yea, craziest thing I ever did because desperate times call for desperate measures.
Room invasion – Adeline, Mel, Sam 🙂
I ran off from my residential college a few times because of water shortage and sometimes it is because I don’t feel like seeing this person in the morning. Good morning means nothing anymore if it isn’t sincere in the first place. Can we talk is annoying because there wouldn’t be any conclusion at all. Everything has come to an end. I have accepted this fact in my freshman year but why wouldn’t you let it go?
Sam and Mel!
Doing your best in your assignments and presentation is considered as one of the greatest sins you can ever commit. Wow? Impressive kan? I didn’t know that and I have always thought that it was the right thing to do. This semester made me realized stuff that I have not been observing for the past 3 years. Why ah? Because it is none of my business. I didn’t even know that you have so much to say about me when you know nothing at all. You must be a worm in my stomach 🙂 .
This is true love 🙂 .
This semester, surprisingly I found love, warmth, laughter and happiness in a class that I never expect to have fun in. So it’s true then, we’ll find love where and when we least expect it to. This class made me feel welcomed and happy although at the end of the day, I will be very, very exhausted. I think in my entire 3 years of university, this is one of the classes which sends me smiling till I fell asleep.
My internship [You can read all about it here] has been a great surprise to myself. Pre-internship, I didn’t know what to expect and I really hated it. Post-internship, even till this very millisecond, I feel grateful that I went for internship at this selected company. I really have learnt and grow a lot as a person. What I am always grateful for is that I have did my best, put my heart and soul into this job although I am just an intern. No regrets at all although I believe that I worked the most among my course mates.
My third year has been a year full of self-learning, discovery and disappointments. I was disappointed because of this used to be best friend attitude when we met again in university. What is wrong with you? I used to wonder but after 1-2 weeks, I didn’t wonder anymore because it is such a waste of time.
In my third year, I realized that people would always misunderstand kind/innocent intentions as being ‘bermotif’. I didn’t even think about it. When you have been misunderstood for a long time silently, you will raise your sword and shield to ensure that you are well guarded from any shit misunderstands. Why do you blame me as being ‘bermotif’ and ignorant? You pushed me to the end of the wall and expect me to allow you to kill me off. I wouldn’t for now. I am glad that I fought back. You can step over me once but never more than that.
I realized as well people whom many deemed as nice, gentle, quiet, intelligent are actually the scariest people ever. You can never know how sharp and cruel their words can be when their position is being threatened. I did nothing and you think I am eyeing on your throne and crown. Geez, keep it to yourself. I have better things to do in life for now.
All in all, I would never want to go through my third year at all. It has been too tiring but as mentioned in the post earlier on, in darkness you would still find light. May I add on, sometimes you would even see a rainbow in the dark sky 🙂 .