I've had my semester finals recently (about a month ago) and were rewarded with a semester break of 15 days. Our semester breaks do come as a reward, because during the semester we hardly get time to even check out our reflections in the mirrors... Sooo, spend the first few days of the "reward" deciding how to spend the days, how to best utilize them, set up a huge pile of new, unread novels in one corner of the bedroom, took out my easel and paintbrushes, enlisted some awesome new recipes to try out... After the entire planning was done, realized that only two days of the "reward" were left.... Now what... stacked the novels back on the bookshelf and shoved the easel and paintbrushes back in the cupboard.. The semester break gone by, came back to the university with a heavy heart... New semester, new teachers, new courses, and many many new faces... Every new semester definetly comes with new responsibilities and expectations, new teaching styles, new ideas and new initiatives from the teachers... First lecture, and our teacher asks us whether we write something, or when was the last time we wrote, the answer was 'no', so we were handed over a new task of writing something, a blog, a column or anything for that matter... Started thinking when was the last time i ever wrote. hmmm yeah wrote an essay for my 8th grade creative writing competition... I can write, of course i can.. That's going to be a piece of cake, m gonna go home and start writing right away... 2 weeks gone by, guess it wasn't that easy... Am still thinking WHAT TO WRITE.....
