I've learnt the meaning of the sun
I'm so glad it's all over. 5 papers in 4 days is no joke; I made myself stay over in the school library for 3 days, 2 nights after my Financial Accounting paper, because the following day I had a Management Comms paper at 8.30am and a Law of Biz Orgs paper at 1pm, followed by the last day - Constitutional Law at 2.30pm. Thanks to Abigail who stayed over with me the 2nd night, before Consti...and T too, even though his papers had ended already. Never gonna forget bathing in the admin building / gym at weird times of the day (: It was a humbling experience indeed. I'm gonna make sure never to cram more than 5 mods within a sem again!
I think I did pretty good this semester. All that studying really paid off. Apart from Comparative Legal Systems which had an MCQ (preposterous, how can a law exam be an MCQ!) which I'm pretty sure I flunked quite badly, the other papers were alright. As in, they were difficult. But people "died" and I didn't - not even for Financial Accounting, which has often been hailed as the one paper that boggles the mind of law students. I did mess up a bit towards the end of the paper but it could have been worse. Not even for LOBO, although I made a fatal mistake by misreading the facts - let's hope my prof pays more attention to the analysis :( Not even for Consti, even though my essay was severely underdeveloped...and was the one most people did (Think Im gonna get bellcurved so bad for it).
Anyways I think this semester was a particularly important one for me because of what happened last semester. I needed a fresh new untainted academic experience; I needed to let go of what I'd done wrong and focus on getting it right, and I fought to my very last breath. 2 weeks of non-stop studying, of frenzies and panic attacks, of hobo-ing and forcing myself out of bed at 8am. Of resisting every urge to watch my shows. Of isolating myself from people. Of shutting my laptop so that Skype wouldn't distract me. I'm not even romanticizing it. But now, on hindsight...it's all been worth it. I knew that if I let myself get away with feeling like I hadn't done my best, I'd only regret it.
Now the holidays are here, and Christmas is in the air... Every holiday I make myself look for something to do, to fill these days up with something productive and meaningful. But this December, I'm just gonna take a real good break. I'm gonna rest, read, spend long cold days walking around. I'm gonna draw. I'm gonna shop till I drop. Waste my time doing nothing. Play my music again. And sing. I'm gonna club a few times (if T allows) and I'm gonna pub a lot. And I'm gonna drag out these people whom I've been promising to meet up with. I'm gonna be chill, and unambitious; there's no rush to get anywhere. No compulsion to achieve anything. Ahh, it's gonna be a good one ahead.