Semester 2 has started, and if I thought that after semester 1 things would be easier because I am more used to the system, I was so wrong. Boy, semester 1 was a honeymoon compared to now. This semester I seriously feel like I am being thrust into the deep end of the pool.
But, I take heart in the little moments every day. Be it the really superficial like looking forward to watching my favourite Ch 8 show every night, or listening to my favourite song of the moment, or the feeling of relief I get when I slump into my hall chair after a long day in school, or meeting friends I haven't seen in ages, each day brings hope and joy renewed.
And it is really these little moments that keep us going, even when we think that life is a bitch. These little moments of joy break us out of our little moments of weakness, snap us out of whatever we are dwelling on. Because we are only human. If I were to live every day like it were my last, I'm quite sure that I wouldn't want the last thing I remember to be how I was feeling down because I have an assignment to hand in next week.
It's good to be alive. Even with a ton of shitty assignments.