moments;

semester is about to end and i have mixed feelings about. the last time i checked, feelings were still intact. probably, no. i have always been having mixed feelings about things. which is, a good thing, no ?

lets just take it as a good thing. because certainty involves a high percentage of hope invested. and realize how hope and expectations have this direct relationship? notice when expectations takes place the probability of disappointment just becomes wayyyy greater?. yes, i am talking about that.

back to normalcy. the closer i get to year end, the more fonder my memories get with the people i left back home. it just amazes me how far ive been through. how far and how much ive been through. and i wouldnt ask for anything else. people grow, responsibilities just piles itself up naturally behind me and the weight ? too overwhelming. sometimes im strong enough, most of the time i just let go and end up having to pick them up brick by brick.

walking home the other day, i cant help but to reminisce the times in high school, being the daydreamer that i am, i wondered how life would be 7 years from then. 10 years from then. did i really see myself here? no. did i expect to have these circle of friends here ? no. did i picture my bed to be pink florals like how it has always been when i was 6 ? no.

all i wanted back then was, to get that scroll in doing what i love, and have so much fun while im at it, and be great at the end.

greatness is subjective. and woh. i just typed it all out but decided to press delete. its too much of a dive into me to go to, and not that i dont love you anymore dear space of mine you have been such a great companion along the tough years of my teenage world and dramas, but this time, this time i need to keep.

over coffee, sometime ?