I'm still growing up

Growing up woes.

I think I'm still growing up everyday.
Like how a kid in primary school goes through six years and then go through secondary school and puberty that sort of thing.
I think I'm very much making sense.

This week is honestly one of the most not smooth sailing weeks so far. Ok I must admit it was bad. I'm tired of judgements, comparison, and hurtful things people say.
And whereby tutors cannot differentiate when one has done work or when one doesn't.
Ok I sound like a kid complaining.

While many flourish and find themselves loving school and loving what they do, on the other hand I feel like Uni life can very much be one of the reasons that can kill your soul and spirit. Trying to ignite "creativity", but really it's all a an image, a representation, a package, of who talks better, who smokes more, and who produces more drawings instead of the thought of what goes behind.

Time and again I ask myself, even at this stage.
Why am I doing this again? Putting myself on the slaughter slab.

Uni life presented all sorts of People into my life, in this tiny school environment. Teachers, critics, guest Lecturers, friends, school mates, administrative Clerks.
All of which has so far made an impact, both good and bad in my life.

5 years later from now, will I be thinking the same thing?