I swear, I can very well count the days without any help from my planner or one-stop desktop calendar.
As the supposed *toot* comes near, I can’t help but feel sort of nostalgic. This bittersweet feeling is too overwhelming- the crazy, yet ironic mix of a crystal clear vision and an uncertain future. Yeah, they don’t actually marry well together but I think the imperfection is what makes it perfect.
I know, I’m blabbing now. And I’m pretty sure most of you are clueless about what’s about to happen in the next few days but let me assure you this, it will probably be one of the most exciting and nerve-wracking experiences I’ll ever encounter and I am certainly sure about going about this thing in my life now. I’ve never felt so sure and right (and no, not even going to Ateneo felt right that time!) to this day.
Okay, i’ll stop blabbing.