I really need that space to breathe. I do have it. I'm keeping it.
People say that university makes you, or break you.
I've been broken over and over last term. This term seems fine, until the end of week 6.
Cambs ( all other universities?) have always been known for week 5 blues, but somehow, week 6 is always the toughest on me. I'm not going to lie and say that I put in as much as effort as last term, in fact I feel that I did less. I am happier, and I learnt faster. Power of positive mentality? Maybe. Week 6 has been hectic. Getting stuck on a train while a fella was up on the roof of Stevenage Station (I don't even want to know why) at 1.30a.m. certainly is not what I call "fun", but it is memorable nonetheless. Cycling back after being trapped in the train at 4.30 am. WOW. It was really cold. Maybe 4 degrees or something like that. Sorry, I digressed! So, Cambs really break people. That I can attest. I have seen the most optimistic people come into my room and just burst into tears for no obvious reason. The pressure builds and reinforce each other. Snowballing, accumulating dirt and debris, and sometimes, nice sweet things, but it is all a mess, and it is gaining momentum. Faster and faster, until someone break and tries to apply whatever form of brakes they have. This usually happen during week 5. And we crash and burn.
Harsh reality. We all learn to deal with it. I'm not crying. I'm busy for sure, there are just so much to read and understand. But, I know my friends and family are with me. I know people do support me. I know I'm not alone. (Everyone else either crashed or is crashing with me now) .
Last day of week 6. Two more weeks to go.
I WANT PARIS.
Cheers :)
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