The End

Overall, I really enjoyed this class. Even though there was a lot of work to keep up with, and the papers seemed never ending, I feel like I got a lot out of it all. Going into this class I had several goals: to become a better writer,  to learn how to write and enjoy writing at the same time, and to understand writing in its essence. Looking over my progress throughout the semester, I feel that I have satisfactorily achieved all of these goals. The most important thing that I have learned though, is understanding reflection.

When I came to Uni, I noticed that a lot of papers asked for reflection, no matter what the topic was, and I simply did not know what that meant. I did not understand what this reflection was supposed to entail, and I did not see how I was supposed to stick in reflection into a completely factual history essay. But after a semester of constant practice, I have come to understand what reflection is, and most importantly, how to apply it.

Now I feel more confident in my writing. I feel that when asked to add personal opinion or relation, I will be able to add that. And I have also come to like writing. The freedom of topics that was offered to us in this class was great, as I could write about what was interesting to me, and the more interesting it was, the more fun it was for me to write. Typically, my writing is just to finish an assignment and get it out of the way. But in this class, I actually tried to write good essays, because the better I wrote an essay, the better I felt about it inside. Through the process of editing and revising, I could see the progress of my paper, and learned on my mistakes. In the end, I learned how, from the start, not to write a bad paper.

So far away....

A week ago, I was sitting here and thinking of how everyday seemed so busy. At the time, there were two weeks of school left, and it seemed that everything was just beginning. Homework was piling up as teachers tried to cram the rest of the material left before finals, and some of them started expecting more out of students. It seemed as though everyone was shouting from different corners of the world, “No, you need to be focusing on this!” and I felt like I didn’t not know where to turn to. I felt like I had to keep watch over everything, yet I could not. It was like being in a room completely full of buttons and switches with displays showing different levels for different things, and you just can’t look at them all the same time. And then, for a minute, all the lights would stop blinking, and everything would become quiet. It seemed as though time had stopped, and I would forget about my essays that I had to write, the tests I had to study for. I just sat there, waiting, yet not really understanding what waiting would achieve. But I waited nonetheless.

But now, all of the sudden, every thing has stopped. It is like, there are a few days of actual school left, and there is nothing to do. Until finals start, nothing goes on. No homework is due, there are few tests, and no projects. In fact, it is weird at first. Now I have all this time to do anything.... anything at all. And it is great! 

So this is what life is like: a sine wave of ups and downs, full of the most inconvenient surprises. But it is life nonetheless, and everything depends on how you view things. Last week, everything seemed to be going by too quickly, and now, everything is so slow and relaxed. This is what makes life exciting, the predictable yet unpredictable change in events. The good and the bad days balance each other out, and give each other meaning. Yes, I do not like bad days, but without them, I doubt that life would be interesting.