The fruit that drives

I’m halfway through my first semester and I can safely say that I’m getting into the swing of things. It’s also nice to have friends around all the time(: However, I’m still VERY behind my readings. I did have a plan to do some catching up during the recess week last week. But I just had way too many social activities, and I fell sick (again again) ): And I had 2 essays to rush.

Ok, let me digress.

Next time, before I wait till the very last minute to do my essays, please give me a firm knock on the head. I seem to forget that writing essays now is quite different from the past for I have to footnote and thus, actually use valid evidence. Gone are the days when I can just think of vague examples and get away with it. Anyway, I’ve been having pretty irregular sleeping hours the past few days. Like sleeping at 5am, waking up at 10am, that sort of thing. This was all because I had two essays to rush. I guess I was pretty stressed and as a result, lost a few years of my life. 

Anyway, I’ve started to seriously think of my major. I’ve been telling everyone that I’m going to be a History major. But truth be told, I’m still a little apprehensive about that. Even though I love history to death, I must admit it’s not an easy major and I don’t necessarily do well for it. For example, I can’t tell you offhand what the difference between old and new imperialism is. But I digress again. And also, I have this crazy genius of a brother who happens to do extremely well for it. But I really love history, I don’t even know why I love it so much. For example, I’m embarrassed to say that I had SO MUCH FUN writing my history essay. And after I completed it, I had such a huge amount of satisfaction and felt at peace. Granted, this was because I just had a heavy load off my mind by completing two essays. But anyway, even though I did my essay last minute, I put in alot of effort and I’m so proud of it. I’ll really get terribly upset if I don’t do ok for it. (And also, my brother did help me with it) I mean, I honestly couldn’t care less if I don’t do well for my philosophy essay (ok I do if it pulls down my overall grades), but if I don’t do well for history? I’ll be crushed.

Also, it’s nice to finally be surrounded with people who love history. Since young, I’ve always loved history. History is the reason why I took the JC path. I remember back in my secondary school days, people would look at me funny if I told them I wanted to study history all the way. When I see and meet people who are so passionate about history, for example the teachers and the other history majors, I get really inspired to continue studying history.

It’s like I’ve been on a terribly long journey and I’ve finally found my way home.