House Ravens

If we’re not sure whether it’s wrong, isn’t it better to not even try?
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I said those exact same words. 4 years ago. How time has flown away...
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One realises that compromise slowly eats away at one’s resolve. Pretty soon, it becomes harder to draw the lines in the blurry mess things are. Where does one define the limit? And how does one differentiate between black, white and grey?

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I remember recoiling in disgust after realising psychology was going to involve one of my worse IB nightmares ever - math. At least that was how I felt towards the subject after 2 years of suffering with dreadful math portfolios and terrible teachers. But after the first 2 semesters of acing stats, and even suggestions from Daryl that I take a math module as a GERPE, I decided math, at least at uni level, wasn’t that bad.
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I guess 3 years ago, I would have thought the idea of taking a math core mod to be insane. Funny how things turned out the way they are - seems like I’m actually enjoying myself. Whether this strange gamble I’m taking with my GPA pays off is another matter.

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Things seem to be the same, yet different. I’m trying to hope and believe that history won’t repeat itself anymore. And that somehow everything works out for the better in the end, in school, ministry, work, and interpersonal relationships.

A pure heart

A pure heart, pure intentions… that’s what I long for…

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The past slowly fades from existence, as a new school year approaches. The past fears and hurts, which I never want to haunt me again.

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Somehow thankfully, it’s not exactly the same; and maybe that’s a good thing. Even as we came down to welcome the freshmen, as we hoped to inspire them, as seniors, we look back at the past few years of studying in NTU Psychology. It’s been a strange, bittersweet experience, with moments of euphoria, seasons of despair…

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I remembered saying naively in year one to my group of close friends on how we could arrange to go for exchange together. I guess that has happened, just without me included. Funny how it all started with myself, linking 2 separate cliques of friends in the same tutorial group together… before somehow I got pushed out eventually…

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Thankfully I’ve made other close friends along the way, in Hall, in CF… But sometimes I look back on that first year and wonder how everything changed; and we slowly drifted apart… even as I wonder who I would be studying together with this coming year, in which all the people I’m used to working with are gone…

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