now i can finally say it’s done! no, not really the done that you might about to think. not the done that you would think that i think it’s over and finally smile all the time in all the ways possible. not the done that i would relax myself and just assume things to go in good ways. no. it’s probably the kind of done that i would be thankful about as of now. because finally, it’s over. the preparation, the pressure, the worries, etc. it’s over.
There was an itch somewhere in my head that triggered me to make this entry. For once, I imagined myself being independent, stepping aloft the cold surface of this world through my own feet. I imagined spending a lot of money I earned by my own sweat and labor. I imagined my whole life living not depending on my family’s income or decisions and/or with my friends’ opinions. For once, I imagined myself embracing the real me – the one who I long to become. But imaginations are far from reality, and there is no power in this world that I can use to teleport myself into my made-up world.
the dave 