i'm returning hall for the one last time later. yes, i'm withdrawing.
withdrawing from hall kind of bring back loads of memories.
the first day i reached TH, i remembered seniors helping me carry my big ikea bag and luggage, that overwhelming anticipation of living with friends/away from home. the terrible lumps of lizard shit that i saw when i cleaned my room, meeting new people who were cleaning their room too. and more blahsss.
maybe it's true for the fact that i was more involved in arts first, thus, didnt commit much for hall activities. if i had participated in hall orientation initially, i would be more involved in hall now. well, due to my antisocial-ness, i didnt mange to interact much with people there, always cooped in my little room. almost everyone there were merely hi-bye friends.
now that i'm leaving, i kind of missed all the days there. the late night suppers that i had initially, which gradually died down. my mini birthday celebration with blockmates, killing beetles for gwen, cut and paste and more craftwork for sports comm, ibg days.
maybe life would become better if i stayed. but what if it didnt? i cant imagine i'm just a random loner in TH for the next semester, crying in my room.
oh well, actually nobody can tell that i'm upset.
tada, going off now!