I had dinner at Rev Wee's place earlier today (or ystd), for the last FCM gathering of the sem. Perhaps the last one for my life too.. Thinking back, I really liked going for FCM, and feel somewhat sad that it has to come to an end. Sigh. I can still vaguely remember the times when I had to literally be dragged to attend haha...
Poster presentation ended three days ago - the last assignment given to me by NTU. I can still recall struggling over mathematical derivations and anatomical names, the late nights of project deadlines, the long journey to Jurong Island. Gosh. Never thought I'll miss those.
I love having the independence of hall life, and have enjoyed the liberty, convenience and space the hostels offered over the years. My last days in hall have come, and I will be very sad to part with the luxury I have grown accustomed to.
4 years of CCAs have accompanied me in NTU. 4 years of performances; 4 years of teaching, training and learning... Salsa En Sync, DSA, Wushu, Soul Funky, Investment Club and various ad-hoc activities that made my uni days alive. The clubs distracted me from the daily grind of school, and I took some delight in balancing a tight schedule. Each provided me with much lessons, skills and friends. Some stayed, others left.. But each had played their part. My only regret about the CCAs was that time wasn't on my side.
Never thought I'll actually miss school even before the graduation ceremony.