I remembered that it was a rainy afternoon when I had my first lecture in the University. Alone, not knowing how to get across the road without getting drenched, I took the long way back home. Perhaps it was an indication from God that the next few months would be a tough route, that I might just slip and fall along the way.

But, I took no notice of that sign.

Life had been an emotional roller-coaster for the past four months; up, down, up again, down again. I couldn’t foresee when the next fall would be. Honestly, I had a hard time trying to pick myself up. After all, falling is always much easier than getting up. Everything was happening just far too fast. Before I actually managed to pick myself up, there comes another massive blow. Life’s much of a mental and emotional struggle. I couldn’t help but to wish that the semester would end faster. But now that all had come to an end, I kind of miss school actually, especially the beautiful people that I had met.

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