14 years of school and here, I am, already at the end of the rope of my school life. A part of me just cannot digest the fact too well and the other part is cardinally exhilarated for what’s to come. A part of me wants everything to remain the same - the friends, bitching about school,gossiping about teachers and the easy life, and the other part is ready to move on to the succeeding chapter. A part of me is happy, overwhelmed and clueless of how 14 years have just passed by and the other part is in desolation, nervous and afraid. Wow, I never say I’m afraid. But maybe I am. I guess I truly am. You see, perhaps, these junctures are important in life,the ones that really make you feel everything. Maybe that’s how you carry your old skin, yet mould it to new circs and evolve.

Maybe I’m ready to evolve. This is such a casual post but I just wanted to write something and put it out there. About this feeling. This pulsating feeling where my heart is bolting one minute and the other minute, I have this big fat smile on my face. Maybe this state of mess feels a little peaceful,maybe it’s not so bad.