Winding Down

I can't believe I'm in my 10th and final week of the first term of my first year at university.
It all seems so surreal. How did this happen? When did I start getting old?

It really has been a beautiful 10 weeks. Mainly ups but some inevitable downs.
I've met some sick people, and I've seen some sad characters. I've learnt a lot and I've had fun.
I've had the opportunity to watch some amazing shows, been introduced to some dope music.
I've been the advice giver and the advice receiver. I've become the lazy cook I always knew I'd be, which isn't terrible - I enjoy my food...

Things have happened which I didn't expect. I've been exposed to new outlooks on alot of different situations.
I guess I've also realised who my true true friends from back home are. Although, I think I knew that already.
I've learned things about myself which I don't like, and things which I do.
I've experienced God in a beautiful way and been more appreciative for everything.

It's only Monday and the last week of term has already been so interesting. It's as if the kettle has been boiling for 9 weeks and now suddenly, the steam is rushing out violently and it's a bit overwhelming.
Emotions are running high. Group dynamics are shifting. Relationships are changing.
And I, I'm just sitting back and observing I suppose.

I'm feeling good though. I know for a surefire fact that I'm here for a reason and there's something that I have to do and for whatever it is, I am super excited. I'm grateful for all the people that God has brought into my life and also the people that He has surreptitiously taken out. The way God's got me man. Hey. It's amazing.

Right now, it's a Philippians 1:6 ting. This is just the beginning.