Eight months passed by us, literally in a blink of eye. Gone are the days when we worry over our big Alevels. But now we're about to face the next stage of life/education. What are things like? Will we be alright? Do we have enough time? Are we good enough? Can we make it? All these uncertainties are similar, resurfacing upon us yet again. I'm more scared than excited to embark on this path of life. I used to dream about how fun university will, how I can experience this once in a lifetime adulthood. But now I'm just cynical and scared. Fear, fear of not being good enough, fear of being judged, fear of not being able to have the fun I yearned for, fear of things going wrong. I know fearing does no good, and I have to embrace life. But am I really up for it? Well, I don't exactly have a choice and I guess time will tell. But as the days get nearer and nearer to the start of school, I began to doubt my theory. My awesome theory of whoever and whatever that comes in university will just be add ons to the great people and things that had happened to me. Cause when I came out with the theory I forgot about the fact that those great people are going to have their own sets of add ons. And maybe I won't be part of their great people anymore. Those great things may turn into memories that can't be brought back. Things happen, and people change. Whatever it is, somehow, I need to beable to learn to take it, and I'll grow. No biggie.
