Fresher

Term ends on Friday. I'm so relieved. This past 6 months has been the most stressful (challenging?) time i've ever had. As if lectures, seminars coursework and essays were not enough, i've had to run a society and organise not less than 10 events, from mc/dance battles to poetry and food nights; work 9-12 hrs a week, work as a residential adviser and play b/ball every friday (i've missed training for about 4 weeks now). The culmination of it all was Culture Festival which fell towards the end of term - projects, exams, essays and presentations.
It wasn't all bad though. I even managed to catch my fun and go out once in a while. Still I was accused of ignoring and abandoning people. Sometimes i wonder about how i managed to remain sane, always dashing from one end of campus to another.

It's funny, that after being busy for so long, now that i've got time on my hands, i don't know what to do with it. i sometimes feel like there's something i should be doing, but really there isn't. I even feel guilty to sleep in.
I suppose it'll take a while for me to readjust.
Now i have my holidays to look forward to, well not really. With one essay due in on the first day of term, work through the holiday and my exams starting on the first of June(which is not really a long time), I've got me some very busy 4 weeks.