Finally.
The only thing that comes to my mind yesterday, after school finally ended. For 10 whole weeks, I was tired. I was so tired I questioned if I could still go on. I am still tired, but at least, at least, here’s a well deserved short break where I can wake up later and have more freedom in my daily life for 1 short week.
Tiring.
The only word to describe term 1. New year, new classmates, new school year, new season, new curriculum. Everything is new to me. I’m a person who hates changes, and this year there were so many of them. It wasn’t easy adapting, but I guess I did a pretty decent job because thus far I haven’t exactly screwed up big time. (and I don’t hope to)
Demanding.
The most accurate word to describe this tiring process. Although admittedly 10 weeks wasn’t very long (and time really zooms), but damn sure as hell this was the most demanding 10 weeks I can ever expect to have, partially because of training for season and all that new stuff we’re learning that I’ve never seen before which required quite a truckload of brain and physical power together combined. More often than not I’ve trudged my tired body back home and wondering to myself if I should fake an illness and get an MC for school tomorrow. And trust me I would, if I hadn’t want to miss out on lessons because every lesson missed is an important lesson missed. Everyone in Singapore is so task-oriented. Every day, I ask myself how much longer I can go on, how much longer I can press on leading the same demanding lifestyle everyday. Honestly it was so tiring. Bringing my rackets and training attire to school on a near daily basis, if not a daily basis and leaving school past 7 almost every day physically drained as hell from training and then still having to deal with homework when I go home. It’s not easy.
Acceptance.
I guess that’s the most important takeaway from it all – accepting what’s in store for me and making the best out of it.
Believe.
That’s something I got to do, if one day I were to look back and tell myself that it was all worth it. I have to believe this would be something good, even though I can’t necessarily see it right now.
It’s going to be worse in term 2, with nationals coming up and even more tests and a even more demanding curriculum. This is the price we pay for growing older. Every minute, we are growing older and we don’t realize it.
Thankful.
For everyone who has stuck by me through all these while, encouraging me, pushing me on, bringing me up when I was low.
This too, will end.
But until it does, it will just get more and more demanding.
Blessed for this 1 week of break, but knowing it’ll get even worse when it ends.
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