'Twas the last day of 2016.
2016 has been a really hectic year for me. Crazy even, considering the kind of life i lead which is probably considered one of the most boring kind of life.
In this year, i had experienced the entirety of my Final Year Project. It started out really well but started to crash and burn as the day of submission of my thesis came closer and closer to me. Things started to not work out. Ideas started to feel lackluster. Even my original hypothesis started to look like a pile of hot garbage.
I recall briefly back in the past when i gave my presentation of my thesis. Questioned by, who i consider to be one of the best, a professor who took my project layers and layers of protection off. Enough for me to feel defeated. Enough for me to feel a little bit depressed.
And in a few days time, defence of the thesis at the professor's office. Again i was educated. Again i was told that what i did wasn't actually correct.
Yet when the results came, i made it. Not with the best grades...but enough for me to be considered as a better one.
Yet when the results came, i thought that was the high and low of the year, experienced.
I was confronted with my failure of my application for a scholarship to further advance my study. It's not really a surprise to me because i am not the most stellar person out there and yet, i am applying to change my field. I still have to admit that failure was disappointing.
This failure forced me to begin my job hunt. It was a really boring stretch of months where i am waiting for replies and calls to be interviewed. It was pretty mentally grilling because the family wasn't exactly doing well. The desire for me to be useful was overwhelming.
Even when called, even when interviewed, the wait for a successful reply is also as mentally torturous. A little bit exaggerated but i feel that i didn't understate how i felt.
Midway through was convocation. I got to wear a square hat, which i learnt then was called a mortar board. It was a happy evening. With a little bit of flash backs to the past 4 years. Just a little.
Nothing could have described my pride as i bow to my supervisor on stage. It was subtle...but enough for me to convey my respect.
Yet after this evening was back to the reality of searching for a job.
And it wasn't until in October that i felt like i landed a decent interview. To top it off, one of the best paid jobs in the country.
Waiting for the clearances and everything else, i finally found a job which i have started since last week.
I don't really have a resolution for next year. Or any kind of aspirations to be honest.
At this point of life, i think i can say that those are unwanted distractions.
Instead, i think i'll just give in my all no matter the circumstances.
I just want to be a better person.
And i am going to start trying.
2016 has been a really hectic year for me. Crazy even, considering the kind of life i lead which is probably considered one of the most boring kind of life.
In this year, i had experienced the entirety of my Final Year Project. It started out really well but started to crash and burn as the day of submission of my thesis came closer and closer to me. Things started to not work out. Ideas started to feel lackluster. Even my original hypothesis started to look like a pile of hot garbage.
I recall briefly back in the past when i gave my presentation of my thesis. Questioned by, who i consider to be one of the best, a professor who took my project layers and layers of protection off. Enough for me to feel defeated. Enough for me to feel a little bit depressed.
And in a few days time, defence of the thesis at the professor's office. Again i was educated. Again i was told that what i did wasn't actually correct.
Yet when the results came, i made it. Not with the best grades...but enough for me to be considered as a better one.
Yet when the results came, i thought that was the high and low of the year, experienced.
I was confronted with my failure of my application for a scholarship to further advance my study. It's not really a surprise to me because i am not the most stellar person out there and yet, i am applying to change my field. I still have to admit that failure was disappointing.
This failure forced me to begin my job hunt. It was a really boring stretch of months where i am waiting for replies and calls to be interviewed. It was pretty mentally grilling because the family wasn't exactly doing well. The desire for me to be useful was overwhelming.
Even when called, even when interviewed, the wait for a successful reply is also as mentally torturous. A little bit exaggerated but i feel that i didn't understate how i felt.
Midway through was convocation. I got to wear a square hat, which i learnt then was called a mortar board. It was a happy evening. With a little bit of flash backs to the past 4 years. Just a little.
Nothing could have described my pride as i bow to my supervisor on stage. It was subtle...but enough for me to convey my respect.
Yet after this evening was back to the reality of searching for a job.
And it wasn't until in October that i felt like i landed a decent interview. To top it off, one of the best paid jobs in the country.
Waiting for the clearances and everything else, i finally found a job which i have started since last week.
I don't really have a resolution for next year. Or any kind of aspirations to be honest.
At this point of life, i think i can say that those are unwanted distractions.
Instead, i think i'll just give in my all no matter the circumstances.
I just want to be a better person.
And i am going to start trying.
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