1st week of school, and it feels almost like 1 month into it already...
What a rush it's been man. Before I had the time to adjust into the new environment and identity...it's been burrowing myself into assignments. I don't even recall being this busy during my 1st week in poly back then.
if only i have the time to look up from my sketchbook, and appreciate it.
So basically, staring straight at my face throughout this week and over the weekend, has been my pencil sketches. Infact, I think the amount of pencil led I've used this week has already surpassed the amount of pen ink I've been using ever since finishing school.
So basically, after classes each day, it's usually a visit to the school library with my friends to do our sketching. Heh, I don't think I've stepped into my poly library for more than 5 times back then in the past. And throughout the weekend, it's all going out with band practise and church, before rushing back to continue with the sketching.
Hmm, I think I've come to a deeper level of intimacy and understanding of my sketchbooks.
But nonetheless, it's been pretty cool so far. Meeting the tutors and coursemates. Speaking of which, I'm thrilled to hear about a 27 year old guy taking the same course as me, as well as a guy in my class who's the same age as me. Haha...I can feel the click and bond..almost immediately upon knowing their age. =)
But I'd really like things to slow down abit. I think things have been too overwhelming just over this weekend....really need some moment of quietness.
Feeling kinda chocked within.
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i really wonder why do i bother and care so much.
to spend all the time and energy, to take it all into considerations, to prepare for it, only to find that at the end...it doesn't really matter.
as though u plan carefully like a chess pieces moving around a chess board, to defend and to fight, only to realise....you're the only one on the board.
sad and foolish huh?
that's what it feels like.