A picture taken from my room.
The last semester. These three words brings qualms, jittery. It marks the end. For many this is the fork road, where everyone has to walk down their own chosen path, beset by challenges and doubts. For some it's still a straight road, taking an amble down the Postgrad path before venturing the 24-7 career path. Yet this momentous decision daunts everyone, no matter how hard one struggles to avoid it.
Is this the beginning or the ending? It marks the end of uni life, but marks the start of a new life. It's like the sun setting. It ends the day, but a brand new day shall soon appear. Intricate much. Yet sometimes it is easier to live life as it is; plan for the future, but live for the moment.
