I Hope Somebody Will Say "Chapeau!" To Me in The Future

My one and only graduation pic.

Lo and behold! Yours Truly has finally graduated from pre-U/college. Cheer darlings, cheer!

This phase of my life has finally adjourned. I've met new people, learnt a thing or two from each of them. We all rubbed shoulders but now it's time to bit our adieus and start anew. Graduation is always like that- bittersweet. Goodbyes are inevitable. Move on, we may cross paths again. Future awaits.

As much as I love spontaneity, I do plan things through. I plan because I hate the fact of not being in the know, for not having even the littlest grip of control. If you call me to jump into the Devil's Kettle pothole, I would, provided if I'm depressed, high on ecstacy, drunk or having the slightest bit of knowing where I'll end up. Perhaps when a nanosecond of wild crazy thoughts run through my neurons, I may leap into the unknown. Seriously, I wonder where the Devil's Kettle pothole leads to. I wonder if all the mythological creatures live there. Maybe a long time ago one of them came to our world and told us stories. Hence, the existence of myths. Okay, a more probable explanation would be the water just continues flowing underground and never resurface in maybe a hundred years time. Science occasionally ruin fantasies.

Revert back to the topic, I was talking about plans. Know how I planned for my gap year? Know how I planned to take up Pharmacy? Baby, it's not gonna happen. I'll be taking Economics and Finance, or maybe Accounts and Finance if I can cope. Pharmacy and Economics are world's apart...it's obvious. I'm pretty sure I know what I'm doing. Even if I don't, nobody can do nothing about it. Parce que c'est ma vie et je me sens j'ai le librement pour faire n'importe quoi je veux.

I'm happy I've graduated. I find humans pretty amazing actually. How we strive hard to reach a particular goal then when the satisfaction died down we strive for something else and then we reach multiple crossroads. These crossroads tear your brain apart. You'd get depressed, you'd get lost, you'd want to die, you wouldn't be able to sleep, you will cry. And when you finally made a decision to leave one road and step into the other, no doubt you'll have doubts, you'll wonder about the road not taken, you'll fear for the unknown. Sorry, that is just the way things are. The only thing you can do is pray, hope for the best and be prepared for the worst.

Bye!