Letters from the dorm: Surviving a 'hellish' quarter

Letters from the dorm: Surviving a 'hellish' quarter

Apart from WhatsApp messages and maybe two emails, I haven't written anything in the past four days. I feel terrible saying that, and I don't deny that it makes me sound really lazy, but I just needed to recover from a hellish quarter. In one week, I "word-vomited" upwards of 25 pages for various take-home exams, group projects and reflection papers.

Looking back, I have no idea how I did it, all without a single drop of coffee. It's all a blur.

My grades are out, and I made the Annual Dean's List twice in a row, so I guess I did something right.

Now that I'm done with my junior year, I'm back to fielding questions on my plans after graduation. To be honest, I have no idea what I'll be doing. I pretty much spent all my time in secondary school stressing about getting into university, and all my time at university stressing about grades.

With less than a year to go, the pressure is on. My friends are in the same boat, too, and well, it's kind of comforting that we're all in this together.

My future career is the last thing on my mind right now. Don't worry though; I'll get around to it.

In the next few days, my boyfriend, a few friends, and I are planning to explore Seattle - go to a few museums, the zoo, hit up all the ice cream parlours… There are no concrete plans in place, but that's the way we like it. Who knows, we might even drive down to Portland for the weekend again.

I'm not going to lie; I enjoyed the last few days of doing absolutely nothing, and as usual, it was everything I hoped it was going to be. There's nothing quite like getting takeout and binge-watching Netflix.

I plan to make the most of my time in Seattle before I head back to Hong Kong for the summer and tackle an internship. Summer 2015, I'm ready for you.

This article appeared in the Young Post print edition as
Surviving a 'hellish' quarter


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