TIC is OVER. T________T
Though I am very happy about my newly acquired weblog, the fact that TIC puts a halt to that happy feeling. No more getting up at 6:30 in the morning and hitting snooze a billion times before getting up to get ready for class (atleast not until school starts). No more yelling at my sister so she'll drag her lazy but out of bed and not make me late for class. And really the roles should be reversed, considering she's the TA. No more frantically running up and down stairs at McArthur because the train you need to catch pulled into the station half a minute before the one you just got off of. No more playing duces at break time and no more of that 'wonderful' food from Pat Brown's. No more getting Boba or Gellato after class.
Another summer has come and passed and among the many it is one of the few that stand out. TIC is not a one summer thing, but the start of a journey that will carry on as long as you wish it to. I plan to return next year as a student in either AIC or TVA. The people I have met here this sumemr will never be forgotten, and I will probably see a few of them as fellow peers, TA's, or teachers in my following years.
I regret not getting to know everyone in both classes. I regret not staying behind to hang out with the afternoon class on the last day. I regret no using the online chatroom, or participating in the marathon chat, so that TIC would have a longer chat tracker then the Japanese classes. I regret not playing soccer of frisbee at break (even though the only time I did I bruised my ankle). However, I will never regret taking this class, and I look forward to comming back next year, and many years to come.
