An Open Letter To My First Semester At University

Dear University,

You challenged me in ways I never fathomed to be challenged.

To be honest, it was quite the blow to my ego, just how much you expected from me. It’s not like I didn’t try.I gave it my all. But you always seem to want more. You say that’s how I’m supposed to get better, Well, for me, that’s how I learnt how to settle for mediocre.

The people you gave me all had something to teach. Some taught me that people are like the wind, they come and go. Others stick with you no matter what. In the end you attract what you are so what does that tell me about myself?

There are days when I really really hate you. You see, I was bought up to believe if you put in your 110%, you can get anything you want. But you changed that.

I’m playing a new game where cunning and shortcuts are appreciated more then effort. It’s a game where all the players are so advanced in their tactics and their sweet tongues and I’m still looking for a rule book.

But I feel like we have a long way to go. I might not have fallen in love with you but I can learn to love you. Slowly but surely

Signing off

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The Place for YA At University

Something happened today.

You see, up until this point I felt a lack of reading culture at my university. It was an absence that continued to plague me and I couldn’t help asking myself?

How do these people not love books?!

Don’t get me wrong, I have found a few mutual friends who share a love of books but at a larger scale people tend to be more concerned with socialising and surfing facebook than generating thoughtful discussions on books.

Don’t get me wrong, I respect other people’s ideals but sometimes I feel like we as a society tend to be promoting a more extroverted ideal more than the notion of taking time to yourself and immersing yourself in reading or a more though provoking exercise.

Why is that?

On a more happier note, I did find a little nook at my university which is dedicated to leisure reading. The sight of shelves upon shelves of YA books warmed my heart like nothing else ever could and ever will.