Monday. At monday my last week in high school EVER started... Five years down and only one week to go... I started counting the days, but to be honest I have mixed feelings about the whole graduation. It's not that I'm just leaving this school, I'm going to leave this place, this home, those people... I'm moving to the other side of the country, wondering how my life is going to change. I'm trying to hold on to faded moments and bright memories. Everything will change and even I'm going to change. On the other hand, it's a new and big experience. Like a fresh start of something and some space for new things. I think I'm afraid to grow up, because sometimes it seems like things will never feel this beautiful again... But I'm going to stop thinking about the future and just see what happens. Saying goodbye is always like, like jumping off an edge. The worst part is making the choice to do it. Once you're in the air, there's nothing you can do but let go. And I know that we'll all be fine on the end. It's meant to be that way. So new beginning, Here I come!


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