Summer Holiday

After a few months of 'struggles', it's end of semester and time to go home for the holidays. I hadn't expected myself to return so early. One thing led to another, i'm flying with Martin (or Gulf Air...possible cultural mis communication haha). It has been an interesting experience, fruitful but at times, frustrating.

The cool, refreshing aussie morning and evening air i'll miss. And the gorgeous blue skies. I surprise myself when i say i would be missing college. I know i will. The guys here have been great, though the same can't be said of the food. Always someone to turn to, when you need to talk. Always someone to lend a helping hand, when something goes wrong. Always someone awake at college, giving you the feeling you aren't alone in your misery, and that someone shares a common understanding, even with words unspoken.

Normally I'm not awake this early in the morning, but the procrastinating devil has conquered me once again, leaving me awake through the night to rush a piece to the editor at Soccer International. I like the satisfaction at the end when the piece is done and you can hit the send button. More satisfying than seeing something published, especially when you know that you have done a good job and the editor would be happy. I am starting to feel more assured of this career choice. Every article i write would have to reinforce this passion, like shoving hot coals into the fire.

I have learnt to be more humble than ever, more appreciative of what i have. I hope to do better for my second semester. Academically, the first has been one to forget. Things didn't turn out as well as i thought it might have. Nevertheless, the people i've met are to be remembered. Great buddies.

The last trip to Sydney was on a holiday, and now i'm going back home for holidays. Well, it has been far too long a holiday starting from two years ago. I must start to build and create...hmm, wait...let me enjoy my summer holiday first! Cheers, mate.