Tuesday 31 December 2013

Hello 2014..

This marks the end of 2013.

Overall, neglecting the times it did not treat me so well, 2013 was a great year, a year I felt i'm closer to my dreams.

a quarter of the year was spent in Bangalore, a place my heart felt in love with. The most fun thing of 2013 was definitely the entire journey which not only opened up my mind, but gave a great perspective of life and future ahead.

A year much better than 2012. Not only it gave an impression of life and people, it taught great lessons. Thank you for everyone who have made my 2013 a memorable one.

Im truly excited for what 2014 has for me. Why?

1. Because im finishing my bachelors degree in 6 months from now. (if nothing goes wrong, with God's will).
2. Because i'll be wearing my graduation robe 10 months from now, with a scroll with the presence of my family members who have made everything possible and complete for my 23 years of living. (with God's will again)
3. Because I'll be working and that also means a complete freedom :)
4. Because i'll be traveling with loved ones!

sometimes the things you gain with your effort is what makes it sweeter , even the small2 achievements.

New year resolutions?

To have FYDP and thesis completed with as little challenges as possible. :)
well, 2014 will be starting with finals, but looking at the brighter side, when i'm done with these 3 papers, I have ONE FINAL SEMESTER TO GO and before i consider myself an engineer!! :)

Dear 2014, i'm truly excited to see what you have for me. Dear God, please do make this journey a blessed one.

1-1-2014

pic: some of the people who have made my 2013 sweeter and i wish to meet in 2014! God, pls grant my wish!!




Tuesday 17 December 2013

The Ups and Downs of 2013

*flashing back*

2013 has been a year beyond my expectations. who wants it to be monotonous right? in a positive way, it has been great. Things i never expected, the little2 surprises has made a very wonderful part of life to remember and be proud of.. Many experiences gained, people say, experiences are expensive and i will treasure every single journey i went through!!

so, why am I writing this today? of all the days I could have updated my blog.. of alllll dayyyys , WHY TODAY?

because depression, anxiety and guilt surrounds every part of me. so bad that when I wake up from sleep, my first thought is of it and I swear how i wished it was a DREAM!!

many times I have dreamt of things and be glad that it was only a dream, but why this time it cant be changed into a bad dream???

that was the worst could happen and it did...

guilt surrounds me because I thought that was the spark of  the anger, but wait a minute... with the load thrown, how could one possibly do the best? and i remember that morning when I had only an hour to get it done..

And I swear i couldnt have been more efficient last week that what i did. I utilized every second to have the best submitted. I may be guilty but I have no regrets that it could have been better because just look at the timings things were submitted and mistakes were realised that wrong file was uploaded. Just look and think back. That also, it was good that mistakes were realised...

Those words in the beginning of semester will never be forgotten too. people say... u forgive but u cant forget...


so what was I talking above? it was FINAL YEAR DESIGN PROJECT presentation today and... it was beyond expectation... to say the truth, it was only this one lecturer PMS-ing today. and some others also said she did the same to them buttt they were lucky enough that other lecturers cut off that lecturer.. hmmm


the ugly truth of being a final year student.

i wouldnt mind if effort was not in, but hey, i have never been like this before. the number of nights i went on sleepless just to get things done, this doesnt make sense at all...

its week 14 soon and all i want is to have this semester done because I can no longer stand any seconds of it.

the truth is i ****ing-ly want to get this done!!!

*countdown*


6 more months.



The very disappointed girl,
Sonia Patel