New Semester!!

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So, today is the start of the new spring semester. The comfy lazy days are over. In a way, I am kind of glad to get busy with my studies again. It makes time fly faster. :)

Spring has sprung at APU. In fact, I think it sprung so far, almost right into winter. When I made my way to my Japanese class at 10:15 am, the crazy wind was celebrating manically outside. If I were wearing a wig, I bet it would have flown off and landed in front of my house in Myanmar. (In case you were wondering, I don't wear a wig. Thank you very much.) Since my hair is real, the wind was trying to pull it off the roots but it did not succeed, thankfully. It was chilly today but I could use the heater in AP House again. So, I didn't freeze to death.

During the holiday period, the university was empty and quiet. Kind of like a shell. But now, the place is a beehive of activity. I love this APU. Alive and throbbing with students. I felt high today, going to new classes. No doubt I will come down from the high after a week. In fact, I might reach rock bottom at times. 

But it's okay. I am ready to face the new semester. Bring it on! :D

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