To always remember why you started on the first place

The past month or so haven't been the easiest, but somewhere amongst the chaos and the emotional rollercoasters, I managed to make it out, with a month and a half more to go. I'm almost there.

But seeing my works out in print gives me a refreshing new surge of energy. I've seen where my efforts can get me now, like a sudden reminder of what I came here for. Sometimes you get so lost in your self-doubt and worries, that the road ahead of you gets blurry. You start to lose sight of your goals, and you start to indulge in your insecurities, but I guess a little push is what we all need sometimes, yes?

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(Reused this photo from my previous posts but it's nice hehe)

Now, it's just a countdown to the day Lun enlists. It's hard to wrap my mind around it, since it has always been at the back of our heads for the past four years, slowly beckoning and etching closer. But I guess the time has finally come, and my baby is going to serve the nation for 2 years. It still hasn't hit me yet, and I'm forcing myself trying to think about it more, so that the reality wouldn't be so painful once it happens. You know, how you prepare yourself mentally for something before it happens, so the emotions won't be too raw? Yeah, I guess that's what I'm gearing myself up for.

For now, I'll hold on to the days that we can spend together, and make the best of our remaining days being young and free. xx

What's next?

I know, I know. I said I would complete the Taiwan series ASAP, but time has been a luxury that hardly comes by these days. My weekdays are filled only with work, and my weekends are no different. I guess that's the price to pay for taking up two jobs on the sidelines, all for the sake of money and portfolio.

Anyway, I recently graduated. Yes, finally, after three darn long (or seemingly long) years. Poly life for me wasn't what I personally expected. I thought I would come in and leave with irreplaceable memories, a group of really close friends, and that we'll all take stereotypical grad jump shots on Ngee Ann's green grass fields, but that was far from the truth. Last Tuesday, I donned the oversized, highly unflattering grad gown, and got my diploma on stage for all to see, but my heart was full, and I was happy that I can finally say I'm a Mass Communication graduate.

Because you see... Even if I didn't get the massive group of hyper, 'amazing' poly friends, or too many good memories to recount on the school, I still walked away with a handful of people that mean a lot to me. Honestly, that's all that matters to me. They say quality over quantity, and that cannot be more true.

#1: The first (and only) group of friends that I stuck to

Alright, I know I did a shitty job of taking a photo of a photo with my DSLR, but it's the people in the polaroid that matter. Meet Bryan, Deanny, Ashley, Taro and Van, my group of friends from Year 1, Sem 1. We all sat at the back row of the lecture theatre on the very first day of school, barely daring to speak to each other, but fast forward 2 months down the road, we were lunching together everyday, and 3 years later, we celebrated our graduation together in USS (courtesy of our very kind school) all the way till 10pm. The memories I've shared with them might not have seemed very important to me whilst we were still schooling, but now that I look back on it, I cannot be more happy that I met this wild bunch. Our personalities are so vastly different, but it's always a laugh whenever we're together. Somehow, no matter how many different friends everybody had outside this group, we still made it a point to sit down for lunch together after our weekly Monday lectures, and with those lunches came some of the best memories made in my 3 years. So thank you guys. :)

#2: The best friend I've met in 20 years

Woah, quite a load to put on her shoulders aye. But yes, Mirabelle has been the first person to truly understand me inside and out. We've bonded so much over tears, uncontrollable fits of laughter, and even the occasional albeit childish quarrels. But I wouldn't trade anything for this girl. The way we met was actually quite strange, but the moment I met her, I knew we would get along well - and look where we are now: sitting back-to-back in the middle of nowhere, clutching our bears and smiling for the world's cheesiest photo HAHA. Simply and easily put, Belle has been a big pillar of support during our Year 3 days, and even though we both wouldn't want to return to those horrible days of struggling in school, I'm glad that I've met you, even if it was amidst the torturous Mass Comm days. We experienced the same problems, cried over the same things, and had so much more in common. It was just a friendship waiting to happen from the start, wasn't it? Love ya girl. ;)

#3: The best thing that happened to me in 20 years

This, I say with no reservations. Lun has been through it all with me, he's seen me at my worst in Year 1, and he's never failed to support me throughout the rough times, and even the good, all the way to the end. This boy was the encouragement and the push for me to do what I never thought I was able to do. Without him, I'm pretty sure I wouldn't even be designing or writing right now. It made me so proud to see him walk up on his own stage to receive his diploma the day before my turn came, and I can only hope that I'll always make him as proud of me. Sometimes, no words can be enough to describe how much Lun means to me, but I guess "best thing that happened to me in 20 years" should suffice HAHA. I love you so, so much. Here's to more milestones together. :)

So..... Where will I be this time, next year?