[Noun] the place where one lives permanently, especially as a member of a family or household.
[Adjective] A place where one lives.
As some of you may have noticed, I have finally a place that I can call "home" for now.
A place where I feel a belonging, where I hope I will live here for long, and where I see people as my family members.
This place is none other than Hall 12 in NTU.
Since a long long long time ago, everyone who cares for me had been making decisions for me. They told me to move away from my house, or even to move into their house.
Disclaimer: My house isn't that bad afterall, it's just a place that no one would call home.
These people, out of good will, wanted to give me a home and familial care... > <
However, as much as it is, these constant changes that I have to adapt to when I move in to live with them is immeasurable.
So I guess God has given me this opportunity to feel at home somewhere (haha, at least not somewhere in heaven as yet...) but at least somewhere better than where I used to be, somewhere that I can be myself in.
For all these, I have decided to join the Junior Common Rooms Committee, in short, JCRC.
& Somehow or another, God blessed me tremendously and gave me this opportunity to serve Him as I serve the Hall. Joining for hall stay or whatever shit was probably not in the top priority in my list, although I would really love to remain in hall 12.
So yeap, life's new journey just kicked off for me, and I have been really tired.
People around me are commenting and advising my that I've been putting in too much time for this "ECA/CCA". People think that I'm doing too much and I'm compromising my studies and myself. Honestly, I still do not know how I'm coping because it is true that other people have less biased lens about me, compared to myself.
Well... let's see how things go. I hope everything will be fine as long as its in His will.
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