I like the feeling of being in a time period where things are ambiguous..

Like the period after an interview, being confused on which decision to make, which road to choose, pending application acceptance, the moments before the start of sth new and such.. It's like waiting for something that has infinite possibilities.. somehow that time frame seems most comforting.. like walking along the scales without responsibility except to try to keep your balance. But there's not much to worry because you always balance. just that sometimes you balance on your butt.

Random. An outlet for the randomness..

I've finally gotten back to writing journals.
I figured that there's always something that one has to make known, yet keep a secret.

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Been reassuring myself that everything will turn out fine this year.
I've made it clear that this time round i'll lean far out. and hopefully whatever follows is what i've foreseen. Even if it doesnt, i'll take with me all that's left in a matter of weeks. 17 to be exact. Then return whole and new.