Oh and in year 2 sem 2, I finally hit CAP 3.5 Alhamdulillah.

The waves thought processes that immediately shifted.

The significant paradigmic shift of emotions.

The continuous unwavering flow of tears that I let flow in the middle of a villagers in Ban Nong Kham, amidst  knocks and shouts of housebuilders, amidst the braiding of leaves for roofs, amidst sitting down in the sun, amidst strange people... I cried. And I cried. And I cried. Because I was proud of myself.