Tomorrow's officially my last day of uni. I'm envious of those who have class on Friday, because it means that they get one extra day to savour the University of Melbourne experience. As this first year of uni closes with a snap behind me, I wanna run back to the door and start pounding. I want to go back to the days where I could drag myself out of bed at ungodly hours of the morning. Later it became the non-stop replacing of lectures and tutes that I couldn't wake up for. Going to class, meeting friends and making new ones.
Talking over lunch, scavenging the city and it's surroundings for a morsel to eat, spending too much money, laughing at the silliest things. Crying at the bad, arguing when necessary, and growing stronger together at the same time. Wandering around campus, admiring the different buildings while complaining about the far walk at the same time. Snapping pictures at every opportunity, and sharing life together.
Class. Friends. Atmosphere. Food. Experience. Love. Joy. Laughter. Friendship.
I want back in. It was a great first year. I grew leaps and bounds. I developed admirable habits, and picked up one or two bad ones along the way, only to strive to amend them later. I met awesome, wonderful, fantastic friends. Everything works out in the end, as I told Noelle. As all this progress sped towards the ultimate closure of the year, I started loving life a bit more each day. I feel that there's so much more left for me to experience, so I don't want the year to be over. But, there's always 2nd year :)
So, to my dearest friends that I've met, and those that I've grown closer to. You have no idea what you mean to me. I've been searching for assurance to overcome my insecurities. I've found it. You all make my life worth it, help me forget me worries and my burdens, and teach me that loving life will only teach my heart to expand it's boundaries.
Thank you.
Second year better be as fulfilling, fun and exciting as this one!
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