Alas, the new semester has started along with all its mess and confusions - we're now offically third year students, and old.
Few changes are certain this semester, though of course, temporarily - nevertheless, it's inevitable.
Being no longer in the same class with others is quite different. At least part of the conversations is doomed to be incomprehensable, like when Arshana is talking about her food lab gadgets while Yati otherwise is talking about her unending animal rights fight. Imaginatively speaking, that is.
No more thought-sharing sessions cum plagiarizing for lab reports, or rantings of tiredness from the similar mounting assignments or intolerable lecturers and of course the end-semester final exam discussion rituals.
Well, in one way or another, we'll live through it in the end.
It's kind of lonely too, this semester. Well, I didn't mean lonely - of not having a friend or a lover of any kind. It's more of lonely - quiet, peace, solitude - but sometimes it hurts likewise.
Unlike the freshman, as they were excited of exploring the new atmosphere, finding new friends, looking for opportunities in clubs in societies. Being a sophomore is quite not the same I figured out, as we're near the finish line - we have enough friends, we have a clear thought of what we want in life, and the remainings to be finished is just, to be finished.
We had enough of confusions and questions, of trying something new or uncertain - what we need is more answers, and a constant dose of happiness in the rest of of this journey.
Few changes are certain this semester, though of course, temporarily - nevertheless, it's inevitable.
Being no longer in the same class with others is quite different. At least part of the conversations is doomed to be incomprehensable, like when Arshana is talking about her food lab gadgets while Yati otherwise is talking about her unending animal rights fight. Imaginatively speaking, that is.
No more thought-sharing sessions cum plagiarizing for lab reports, or rantings of tiredness from the similar mounting assignments or intolerable lecturers and of course the end-semester final exam discussion rituals.
Well, in one way or another, we'll live through it in the end.
It's kind of lonely too, this semester. Well, I didn't mean lonely - of not having a friend or a lover of any kind. It's more of lonely - quiet, peace, solitude - but sometimes it hurts likewise.
Unlike the freshman, as they were excited of exploring the new atmosphere, finding new friends, looking for opportunities in clubs in societies. Being a sophomore is quite not the same I figured out, as we're near the finish line - we have enough friends, we have a clear thought of what we want in life, and the remainings to be finished is just, to be finished.
We had enough of confusions and questions, of trying something new or uncertain - what we need is more answers, and a constant dose of happiness in the rest of of this journey.
3 comments:
That was insightful. But Yati, I believe the adjustment period is still on. You can hop into Food anytime. ;)
Talking about old, I'll be 21 this year. That's old.
i think u can imagine how quiet the food biotech's class is.in a way,it makes me boring.but don't worry,i won't switch to environment hehe.we have to be alert all the time because questions can pop out of the lecture's mouth anytime.to make it 'worse' the lecturers seem to remember our names very well.no more daydreaming or, let's make it this way,less daydreaming =D u know,we 'barely' faced problems with the lcds and laptops last semester.but in this very first week of the new semester,the lcds and laptops are not cooperating with us very well.and of course,one of the lectures said,"This is the problem when we have only girls in the class".ceh
and ati,i think it is good when we can swap new informations.u can tell us more about biodiversity,environmental law etc and we can tell u what is nutraceutical,FOSHU,nutragenomics and more.it's gonna be a fun semester,and tiring too of course =)
Social stigma, that's the word.
Don't worry, people can say anything they want - that's their job.
Because ironically, with me having class with almost more than 10 male species - it makes only a slightest difference.
Anyway, all of this is merely a part of life. Someday we'll look back and be glad it happened; because it shapes what we'll become in the future.
:)
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