Three Saturdays: A lesson in philosophy.

THREE SATURDAYS: A LESSON IN PHILOSOPHY.

(Written on Saturday, 15/11)

I counted and it’s the third Saturday since PMB finished. I think it hasn’t quite sank in that it’s really over, and I’m really free. It’s like I’ve been sitting around waiting for something to happen, waiting for something to start.

Either that or waiting for my eyes to pop out from all the TV I’m watching.

But I’m sure it’ll be a good feeling when I finally come to my senses. Assuming I do, of course.

Maybe it’ll happen when I get back to Malaysia. Only 8 more days to go. It’s weird how quick it is. The moment you’ve been waiting for and anticipating. It’s finally arriving.

Or maybe when we have our class end-of-year farewell thingy. Whatever you wanna call it. It’s a bit sad and I can’t quite believe that we’re never going to be a class again. A lot of people are leaving and I’ll never see them again. This what they call a crossroads? A fork in the path?

Perhaps it’ll be when we get our PMB results (they’re saying it could be as soon as 29 November O.O). Ah yes, the final piece of the… well, I can’t really call it a puzzle, can I? The last page in the chapter. The end of the beginning.

I guess you could say it’s a pretty interesting time in my life.

Deep stuff, people. Deep stuff.

Oh, and where did all this philosophical psycho-babble come from? I was clearing out my old school stuff today. Got rid of most of it, and I’ll be at it again tomorrow. It made me realize that 2008 is gonna be over really soon.

I liked 2008.

Next year will be a whole new year. New. And different. It’s change. You can embrace it, or you can hate it.

Meh. I’m feeling emo today.