August 10, 2013, Saturday,
Maybe there’s a lot more ahead than I expected. The road can never lead me straight to where I want to be. If it did then before I could even get there, I would know what awaits for me in the end. There has always been comfort in not knowing but at the same time, it is unsettling as it has been comforting. I may put too much effort on my future, but I like it that way.
These days have been difficult in ways more than one. I can’t put my thoughts on what makes it difficult. I just know in fact that it is. Our exams may take part for most of my anxiety, but something more clinches onto my heart. Maybe it’s the fact that I’m closer on finding out what the future has for me or maybe it’s just my obsessive-compulsive disorder kicking in. Which of the two it may be, I’m fairly sure of one thing. I’m looking forward to the promise of the months ahead. From what I’m expecting, the (500) days are over, and I’m back at Day (1). This could be the autumn a person in the Philippines can only have once in their life.