Whenever mention ‘bout semester break, the first thing that flashed through my mind is battery-recharging. This study thing really drained my energy to the last of it. Specifically, I’m mentally exhausted at the end of every semester. This is the main reason that I prefer working life than studying. No doubt that there is so much freedom in a student’s life, I don’t really find it captivating, especially the manage-your-own lectures’ schedules. For a fresh school leaver, yes, this is the moment where he/she enjoys the studying days without rules and regulations. There is no more the necessity to use uniform to classes; no more having classes at seven in the morning then curriculum activities in the afternoon. University life is where they enjoy the flexibility in studying apart from the honeymoon-liked years of studying. There are plenty of opportunities to visit other places, going for outings during weekends, and even savings for a high-tech mobile phone or laptop.
For the past two years of semester breaks, I’m always anticipating the commencing of the semester break besides in the custody awaiting the last paper of the final exam. Last I could recall was the second semester in my first year of studying. I have got flight ticket departing home sweet home right after my last exam paper. Counting the risk that I might not be able to reach the airport in time, I still take the risk! Nothing is more important than flying back home for holidays, after a hectic semester of study.
The best things that I enjoy the most during semester break are peaceful sleep, nice and tasty home-cooked food, and stress free. There is no more dozing off and waking up middle of the night doing assignments. No more the oily, fried food, no more same dishes, it is all fresh food every meal every day. My daily life is adjusted back to the normal life cycle: sleep at night and work only in the day time.
There is the start of the holidays; there is also the end of the holidays. Aw, I just hate to get back to campus so soon. With heavy steps, I have to leave behind my cozy bed, my pillow, my cozy and warmth blanket, the home-cooked food, everything that’s good and nice don’t last long. I just have to drag along myself to go back to campus. There goes the packing which I need to do, bringing along all light yet useful necessities. One thing I never and will not forget is the sweater from my home. That is the one and only piece of clothes that smells like home. Since I am always having restless night coming back to campus, I desperately needed my sweater for a sleep. Besides my home-smelled sweater, certain dry food and toiletries which cannot be found here are brought along for the whole semester.
Coming back to campus means I will be spending the restless night for the first few weeks. Staring emptily into the ceiling, gazing far away into the space outside the windows, counting the sheep in silence, all these just can’t make me fall asleep. Experiencing a drowsy mind with steady footsteps heading for the registration days is very common for me at the very beginning of every semester. The first semester every year, I will have to find myself adapting to the new room, new bed, new study which is arranged by the HEP of the hostel.
This has been the final year of my study yet I don’t seriously find myself adapting to the very hectic and stressful schedule of study. Again, there are endless nights staying up late for assignments, projects and last-minutes study for exams. As for my final year project, my enthusiasm has long been in deep sleep ever since with the non-stop incoming piles of assignments and projects to do. Times for sleep are reduced so much in order to be able to complete the tasks given by the lecturers on time. Weekends are no more like the weekends where I pamper myself with good sleep, good food, windows shopping and surfing the Net aimlessly. Instead, weekends means more tasks to be completed and studies for the exams. Huh… this study has made me borne a grudge against it. Arrghh..
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