A change is as good as a rest.
It's a soothing friday night tonight, while the rest of the Shearites are at Hard Rock jumping about. I can finally lay back and regain the familiarisation of swiping my fingers along the keyboard. :) The entire of March was pretty much occupied with deadlines from projects, assignments, presentation; probably the toughest, most sleepless three weeks I had in Nus. And I solely believe that this is just the beginning. Suck it up and get use to it Junting. Always remember that things don't get easier we just get better. In the midst of everything, I found my patriotic heart for Sheares during Nus Open day and Sheares Dinner & Dance. Though I had prepared a well-drafted post in my mind on this but after three weeks of brain overdose, its kind of diluted now. Guess its largely the sense of belonging I forged from all the time I spent here. While I was strolling along booths at Utown during Open day, I imagined how things would be like without Sheares, will I still e...