on regrets ….
It’s funny that when something is going to end ,
I start to think about how it started.
Nowadays … on my last semester at NTU , I started to think about my first semester.
I still remember entering NTU gates with my parents.
The first food I bought in NTU was chicken rice from canteen A.
I still remember travelling all the way from hall 2 and spent most of my exam period studying in hall 14 and 15 lounge on my first year…
and I still wear Giordano 10 dolars shirt + jeans + sport shoes everyday.
Getting ECA points was so difficult that I did everything that I can from distributing fliers to selling donation cards in the street to get a room.
When I look back I was amazed on how much things have changed… how much I have changed.
I literally grew up in NTU.
I learn more in four years than what I learn in the past 18 years.
It was a bittersweet lesson about forgiving , accepting , and how to cherish and let go.
A lesson about friendship and love, how fragile they are , but how much we need them to survive…
But sometimes… I still wish that I could wake up in my home room and realized that this all is just a prolonged dream.
I wish I could one more chance to do the past three years journey again…I wish I could change bit by bit here and there.
Then maybe… If I were not that immature and childish…
maybe I could spare some heartache and walk this path with a better way..
Well… life always works in a magical way…
and in one way and another I am glad that I choosed the path I walked…
It’s true that it is what makes me who I am today..
I guess my university life taught me more than Java Programming ^ ^
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