Whew. Okay I suppose the month has been long over so although it’s not like anyone is going to read this, i’ll place it here just for the sake of registers.
‘Moonrain’ was a poem I did on Day 21 – You can say it’s one of my personal favorites during the 30 days, hence my posting of it below ^ ^ The rest though, i’m not too proud of them but at least I’ve felt that I’ve pushed the limits of my current wordplay ability (Words are beautiful creatures though, ah).
I’m pretty confident about getting into the anthology, though i’m far from having a proper manuscript of poems. Gosh – I don’t even want to think about how my prose has been rotting in a unloved corner.
On the day of the closing party, I received a waitlist for my application to Yale-NUS, which was incredibly frustrating at best. It’s a feeling where you know you haven’t been rejected (I was rejected on my last attempt), yet it’s not as if i’m hurtling towards success. I spent most of the month in a rather deep anxiety, dreading judgment day until to my worst fears it seems that the day has been extended for two more months. It’s nightmarish, and it’s currently affecting my mood to do anything productive.
To think that even just last year, I’ve given up applying for a second time due to the sheer emotion that is rejection, until my family has helped me with their words of encouragement. By this point, of course I want it so badly and I must succeed, right? I’ve gotten even further than the last time. It has been my dream to be a student there since I was still pottering around in NUS High (and feeling inferior to my STEM peers).
My fingers are crossed, but being tired of waiting just hurts.