Moved on, somehow. entered another phase in life, at least.

liminality.

so here i am, back to where i think i belong, where i ought to belong.

school life is as such. meet friends, try to do the best that u can be and whatever the pple at sch told/advise u to, try to meet your own expectations, then we move on. scale 'greater' heights. pple only want to see u better off than the last time they saw u. no one cares about the transition in between. maybe except me.

well, that's life. we have to move on. not because we want to, but coz if we dont, we'll get left behind. and it's kinda unbearable if u're the only person u see for miles. it's not so bad being alone, if the negativities dun start enveloping you with darkness.

whatever it is, i've only 3 years to a degree, then maybe 37 more years of work, then maybe 10 years of enjoyment after retirement. maybe 5. that's what i want to start to plan, for what i can do when i'm old and waiting for the right time to pass on. like what dreams may come, i'm seeking for the life after, which may or may not be available when i'm ready.

guess the virus got into my head recently, or the lectures are starting to hypnotise me. either way, i'm kinda glad it's Friday, odd week. cheers to even week.