the end of an era.

its the end of the semester and as I pack up my things to go home I take a minute to analyse the semester. it was a very different semester and I discovered more about myself this semester, than in all the years I have spent in this university combined.

I made new friends and reconnected with some old ones.

I tried new things and though some of them I'll never try again, some I don't think I can give up.

I realised that I'm not an entirely good person but, hey! I'm not so bad after all.

when I came to school this semester I was determined to do a lot of things and though I managed to do some, there's a lot I failed to achieve and even more I realised was not as important as I thought it was.

I have grown and evolved. there are some things I've lost that I wish I could get back , but despite it all this has been a entirely different kind of semester, and I can't conclusively say that it was a horrible semester or a great one it certainly was a unique one.