what surreal feeling am i talking about, you might ask?

just moved back to hall last week with the rest of the guys up on C4 and it was only after we sat down for our first chat at the familiar common bench in a very long time that i realized that this will be the very last time that we'll be moving in back to hall and have long chats like this.

there's a phrase that can be heard when we come back to hall every year, "last year last chance"; last year in hall and the last time to do everything that you haven't done in hall. i've heard this from the seniors as a freshmen, when i was in my sophomore year and third year and it seems so surreal that now we are the ones that are saying that exact same phrase that we have heard for the past 3 years of our hostel/university lives.

this year's homecoming seem a little different than the other years, gone are the days when we just talk about things like who the chicks are in the orientation, hooking up (we still do actually) but this time round, quite a few of us are still working during the orientation week and i guess that opened the eyes of most of the guys that are graduating. we're actually talking about life after graduation and plans ahead, which sort of gives me a sense of relief (being the old man on the level) to know that everyone on C4 are actually able to move on from the daily mindless ruckus that we are.

it didn't take long before we resumed our drinking/smoking/gambling ways, but this time round, it's going to be different, or rather, we're going to take in the experience fully this time round. you always try to make full use of something enjoyable when you're doing it for the last time.

it always sucks to be doing enjoyable things for the last time doesn't it? who knows what all of us will be doing this time in a year's time?

Labels: food for thought, hall