Continuing from the last post.
After posting the last entry and jumping back into bed to sleep the pangs of regret away, Mum came by and had a little chat with me. She wanted to find out which camera I wanted to use in school, you know, to catch snippets of my life in NUS. I told her I wouldn't be needing either one.
Mum: "But you wouldn't have photos to remember your NUS life by? What are we going to do if we do a montage of your life in time to come? Are we going to skip the entirety of your University life... its going to be incomplete"
Me: "There's nothing I want to remember about my University life... perhaps only Biathlon and races and events I participate in... nothing else."
Mum: "When did you start feeling like that? ... "
Me: "Since I matriculated. I kinda despise what I am doing and I can't wait for it to end. I feel left behind... I wished I'd worked harder... argh... Mum... Its a dark chapter in my life I hope I never ever have to go through again..."
Mum: "Sigh... Goodnight."
Me: "Goodnight."
Its good to get stuff of your chest and out of your mind. :)
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