Fourteenth week
These past few weeks have been a bit of a drag, just grinding through the remaining classes. We had this Thanksgiving event planned for this week, cheese sticks and arepas, you know, good food. I was looking forward to it, thinking it would be this interactive and educational thing with professors and students from different semesters of our degree. Turns out, it was more like a casual meeting where everyone stuck to their own groups. We shared food, and yeah, food is always a good reason to get people together. But there was no real interaction among everyone, no dynamic activities or challenges to break the ice. Still, it was a good break from the usual routine.
I enjoyed the food, both what we brought and what others shared. Monteria's sun was scorching, but sitting outdoors, taking in the greenery, and feeling a bit of breeze was a nice change. I just wish there was more to it, you know? More chances to connect with different people in the degree, maybe some cool challenges or activities. But hey, at least it was a decent time to kick back and relax for a bit.
In my letter, I reflected on the academic journey of the semester and expressed gratitude for the knowledge and skills gained. I highlighted specific courses or moments that left a lasting impact on me, acknowledging the hard work put in by both professors and fellow students.
I also touched upon the aspect of sharing, appreciating the collaborative and communal aspects of the university experience. Whether it was group projects, discussions, or shared challenges, these shared experiences contributed significantly to my personal and academic growth.
However, there was a sense of melancholy as I recognized that this semester, with all its ups and downs, was nearing its conclusion. The impending end brought about a mix of emotions, gratitude for the experiences, but also a tinge of sadness at the prospect of saying goodbye to this chapter.
Overall, the letter served as a reflective piece, capturing the essence of the semester, expressing gratitude for the positive aspects, and acknowledging the bittersweet feeling of approaching its end.
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