Is it an end to something old, or a beginning to something new?
Perhaps it's both, but in the past week or two, certainly a lot of change has come into my life. To be honest, coming from Vietnam, I had realised that I landed into Melbourne a different person. In many ways, Vietnam had already changed me - reshaped my perspectives and reordered my priorities. I was happy with that, and glad to be back into the routine rhythm of things. It was good to be home.
And then, the offer from Melbourne came. It caught me totally off guard, and looking back, I must say... it was such a stark contrast from the time I got my offer last year. I was so sure, so sure then that I would get the offer from Melbourne straight off the bat... confident of my score, and how positively it would secure me a place due to the past score history of the university. Looking back, I was over confident, wasn't I? I really should not have been.
The last half year has definitely changed me from that person... I think, I have become more humble, having pulled myself from others' expectations of my excellence. Entering Monash has brought me to so many places, where I've met so many people - from ACYA, from OCF and people from all over my classes. I have felt such a community at Monash, I'll be sad to bid my goodbyes. But this move, this time, feels right. It feels liberating to be at the start line of this new phase ahead of me. Not just educationally, but in so many other ways -- some I've discovered, some I've yet to discover.