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We’ll live like a weed that perseveres through everything
rather than a flower that withers away quickly.
It's always my fault, isn't it?

Hello, I'm Jazel. I'm on most social media platforms as @JazelTWY. I have had this space since 2008, and I see it as a outlet for my thoughts, when short status updates or instagram captions won't cut it. It's a public private space, of sorts. Comments?


030313.

I have a heavy heart and I don't know why.
Today, I took my last paper.
Today, marks the end of year 1.

It has actually been a year.
It doesn't feel like a year.
Very soon, I would be done with Year 2 and moving on to SIP/MP in Year 3.
I'm scared, really.

Year 1 was full of ups and downs.
I really hated poly the first few weeks. 
I didn't find my place after a few days.
It took a few weeks, months even to finally settle down and feel like hey, maybe I belong here.

It's not that I had problems with poly life, it was just pretty different from Secondary school and I... couldn't fit in, I guess.
I missed my secondary school friends so much, and people I knew in IIT were so few and far between.

My poly friends were hanging out with each other without a problem or with their secondary school friends, and my secondary school friends were hanging out with their new poly friends.

I felt so horrible and thought that maybe, just maybe, I won't be able to survive.
But hey, I made it through year 1.

It was tough because studying was still something I hated a lot, and having so many assignments thrown to you, due at around the same time really can get to you.

Okay I just realized I made this whole post so emotional and so full of downs.

Ups.
I met a lot of new friends and kind of got closer to some.
Some friendships I would love to keep forever, some just hi-bye friends.
But at least I do know them!

I think I'm different from who I was in sec school?
Like wow I'm joining camps and taking part in events like open house yo.
I don't know if the year of poly I had so far changed me for the better but I guess, whatever I experience moulds me into the person I am la, so yeah.

Ups...........
I did learn a lot of new things.
Even though the modules were so taxing, I did learn new things so it's cool.
Hahaha.
Okay.

I know Year 1 is just the beginning, and it's nothing compared to the 2 more years that will come, but.. what can I do except live with it?

I'll make it out, somehow.
Even when I want to quit every 5 seconds, I'll (try to) make it out.

Why do I feel like this would be suitable for when I graduate from poly hahahhaa ok that's a (not very but still) far thought.

Cheers, to the end of year 1, and the start of the holidays that will never be enough.


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