Saturday, 9 November 2019

farewell


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leaving the safety of college is scary.

searching a way to start something new after an end is scarier.

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goodbye seems too final but see you again is too vague. then again, the story after a farewell is usually only an epilogue, an epic story from a few years later with a 'happily ever after'. but who stays to read the story from the years in between? when we fumbled blindly, searching for a place in this world for us to stay and make things works, trying to write another story, one full of uncertainty?

(i can't believe its been four years already)

four years sounds a long time but after this last four years, it sure seems like a short amount of time, eh? i still feel like a kid, unsure of what to do and didn't feel ready enough to enter the real world. but maybe there's nothing to do but just keep going, to keep learning everyday, to not only survive but living and thriving.

the truth is indeed, life goes on. even after the last page of our college days, there will be another chapter for us to fill in, but this time without a clear timeline. they said everyone has their own timeline, and i agree. not everyone got their dream job right away, not everyone met the love of their lives at the age of 22. and not everyone have a dream, but please be happy anyway.

these photos are my beloved and the pain in my ass, usually both at the same time. the people with whom i share stories with. thank you for the last for years. thank you for being there, consciously or not. thank you for the laughter, the tears, the groan of exasperation, even the broken hearts.

(and yes, i did pine for you for nearly four years, and clearly end up with a broken heart, but i still don't regret it, even if i did wish you return my affection)

i'm sorry for everything i did wrong, tho. i know there's too many of them for me to write here one by one, and some things are meant to be remain unspoken, but i'm still sorry nevertheless.

see you soon, maybe once we all reach our top.

xoxo, npm 12.

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me, my parents, and the last Gengster Geopis to graduate: