Hearing the recent spate of news of the bombings in Oslo, Norway, as well as the massacre that also happened in Norway just got me thinking once again about the fragility of life. I cannot begin to imagine what the victims and survivors as well as their loved ones must be going through right now. As a bystander, I can only read about it and try to be emphatic about it, but it's hardly enough. The emotional turmoil in the minds of those directly affected by the tragedy is inexplicable.
On to more personal issues, I start school tomorrow. It feels so surreal and natural to be entering into the institutionalised learning process again. I believe it will be vastly different from what I have come to know as lectures and tutorials in polytechnic in Singapore. The major difference is that this is Australia, people are more opinionated and proactive about letting others know what they are thinking... so I kind of have to compete with that a little bit. No pressure, but just saying that the gnawing feeling of being judged is constantly at the back of my mind.
These two weeks of settling in have been wonderful. I mean, I probably would have gotten a bigger culture shock if I had arrived today and was to go to school tomorrow... nasty.
But the system here is hardly the same from that of Singapore - which is easier to understand, and they had more guidance. Guess I have to slowly learn to be weaned off the silver spoon the education system in Singapore had us up to our mouths in. Don't even know if that previous sentence made sense or not.
Anyway, I will post a more detailed one about what I have done so far, but not today... Today I rest. I recharge. Tomorrow, I enter the next two years of my university life with gusto and optimism... or so I hope HAHA.
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