and once again i have left this space on the shelf for a rather long time.but actually come to think of it.it might not be a bad thing as well.every break prepares one for yet another beginning.and a rest of the heart gives it the strength for passion again.and as we step into the first semester of year 3.the excitement and zest of a freshman is clearly lost.but in exchange for a stronger interest in the course that was aroused by the preceptorship and rare exchange opportunity(:
but passing the halfway mark also brings on the jitters of graduation and stepping into the cruel reality.jitters not because of the fear of unemployment or bad economy.but more of the fear of entering yet another long dark tunnel.but this time not knowing when you will see light again.the fear of being trapped in the same darkness and eventually giving in to the mundane routine.and if this ever happens.someone please slap me awake and remind me of the dreams and ambitions i have
life is way too short to scream and shout
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