I hate to say this is my last semester. On Thursday, I came to school early to print my notes. I loved how slightly empty the school is. It felt like I'm Cha Eun Sang who came to school early to avoid crowds and enjoy the calmness and stillness. As I was sitting at a window seat near A bus, I can't help but be engrossed in the "It's my final year... " kind of feeling. How did that happen? I remembered Day 1 of school, my first lesson was theater studies in LT 13. I was wearing a red plaid shirt paired with white shorts with sneakers. Must give off the school girl vibe... young and fresh... clueless and bump into someone cute, get together, get married. Ok, none of this happened. Fast forward, now I'm year 3! Time really flies. I felt like I've shortchanged myself in school. I didn't know so many things were happening around me.
I'm a tiny shellfish in this entire ocean, refusing to move an inch to explore. When I realized all the shellfishes beside me have left, I felt so lonely and stupid. I have nowhere to go.
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