education

i remember how shiok it was to be a p6 kid,
or get into a decent secondary school.
my first day in VJC,
my first moment of OCS.
the day i was selected as so and so. of the so and so team.
i visualise them. perfectly. distinctly and clearly.

but when i graduate from NUS. it wouldnt even register in my mind.
i feel no sense of achievement. no sense of joy.
because what uni has thought me.

is that our lives have already begun. and the part where we stop learning via a spoon and start converting little trophies into major successes. is here and now.
maybe its made me older. but its time to win less trophies. and start winning happiness. my very own.