The Sophomore Year
After pressurizing myself everyday with…“I’m gonna start writing tomorrow!!”…phew! I’m finally writing…again. These schedules are keeping me so-so busy that by the end of the day, I’m already tired and slumping into bed. No time to write or do anything else. It’s the sophomore year. I promised myself that I’d enjoy this year to the fullest. No expectations. No commitments. No strings attached. And most importantly no regrets. And I’d ‘LIKE’ to think I’ve finally adapted to Dharan. But as I always say being home is the warmest feeling ever… Being far away from home is so difficult. I feel like I've grown so much. I’m taking care of myself alone, handling my problems in my own (sometimes others’ problems too) and I get angry so much less than before. Of course I can get angry sometimes too. I don’t like getting angry doesn't mean that I can ...