whatever you make it to be.

To think that at this very moment, in exactly thirty seven days, I'd be sitting in a hall with 200+ of my other schoolmates, attempting to skillfully tackle our BM paper. I could never imagine this point. Nothing lasts forever, and high school is just yet another chapter of our lives. It's not that we've never known this is our last year, it's the very fact that time isn't stopping, that it really is happening, that in two months, we'll me leaving this hell hole we call school.

And I'm sure going to miss it.

I've always imagined my last year to be memorable. That I'd be with my best of friends, going through the greatest of times. Maybe it's the sheer fact that I've put an expectation on this year to outdo the last. And we all know high expectations only lead to disappointment. I dread to think that in the future, I'll barely have good memories of this year. Nothing but burnt bridges, failed relationships and meaningless days. It's as though this year went by while I was in some sort of daze.

Okay, I got sidetracked and I don't know where I'm going with this post anymore.

Fifty one days and we'll be done with high school.

"Strange. But even when you know it has to end, when it finally does, you always get that inevitable twinge: Have i done the right thing?"
-Jude Law in Alfie

jue*if only i could turn back time.

Random : Do you remember that day when you asked me what you did? Despite my constant denials, you should have seen my smile. And yes, I really wish that came true. You still send shivers up my spine, darl. You'd remain that one person I'd never ever forget. I miss you.