if writing were a form of therapy, this would be my way of taking a breather

And i wonder: Is there more to life than this? More than sitting infront of my computer, studying for the week ahead-- if this is supposed to be the funnest phase of my life, then its not very fun isnt it?

Its been week two since school started and I think everyday has been a learning experience in itself. I realize there's so much more to life than just academic learning, learning can happen in so many other ways as well. For someone who's taken the science stream for her whole life, im used to things with fixed answers and seeing things in black and white. But I think recent developments has taught me that there's a whole spectrum of inbetween and that discomforts me. As you grow up, rarely anything is black and white anymore isn't it? People always say they want to be better people, but for this semester, this will really be my goal. To be a better person. I know it sounds vague but from time to time i've ran into people that have really inspired me? I feel like there are many people with many good qualities but the ones i respect the most are those that are able to maintain a happy and cheerful deposition when times are tough and its all too easy to just give in