Week 11.

Officially submitted ISM. I hope LL won't be too mad at me for my low intellectual ability. I always feel I have let him down. Nevertheless, I must say I have enjoyed what I learnt during the course of my writing and appreciated the surprises I got when I was doing my research. The sense of satisfaction when I found useful information was really unutterable. I am glad I managed to overcome that huge sense of loss and inferiority which almost killed me at the start. I wouldn't say I did a great paper, but I am thankful for the lessons I learnt. If I were granted an acknowledgement page, I really want to thank Prof. Lam Lap for his utmost patience and teachings. He is a great teacher, an encouraging one too. And I want to say sorry to him for not looking through my first draft before submitting it. He pointed out all my typo errors but never did make any criticisms. He even praised me, when I felt there was nothing worth praising. I looked at the red marks on my draft, I felt really sorry, stupid mistakes! And repetitive ones too. But Prof. LL pointed out every one of them, lest I did not notice them.

 

谢谢你，林立老师！

 

And then there is the extremely scary and worrying Honglou meng term paper. The thought of it really instills fear in me. I do hope, I can finish it in the shortest possible time. There is no more time to waste.

 

I would love to catch a movie soon, if I can finish half my term paper by Thursday.

 

Thank you Angie and Zhi for a lovely Friday today. I have begun to appreciate meet-ups among small groups these days. I am beginning to feel really lazy about talking non-stop just to entertain people and to make them feel less awkward. And I am learning to love being alone. There is nothing to do with being 'emo', it's a way of life I would like to embrace now. It's a price to pay, if I hear good news at the end of this month.

 

And yup! I pm-ed him today to ask him to take care, and he did reply. We are only two weeks away from the end of university. I guess there is absolutely nothing wrong with caring for a friend?

 

Suddenly, I miss everyone.

I can hear their laughter, see their smiles, feel their love.

Perhaps, this will be one set of memory that will be deeply etched in my head.

And we should all be glad that we have created these memories.

I have been surprisingly constantly positive for the past two weeks. Hardly any mood swings. I hope things remain. Or at least I will try to make sure they do.  

 

So ya, there goes my Week 11.