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It’s quite surreal to me that it’s already November. At this point, I feel that every single second is ticking faster, and I don’t think I can cope up with it—it’s unbearble. To think that all this is happening in a flash, and no one can prevent it or stop it from moving.
The end is such an oblivious thing to look at, you can’t really begin to comprehend it because its vagueness is baffling at times. The remaining months that I have left in high school will be the months that I will cherish the most more than I can ever imagine I will cherish any other as much as I have done at this specific time, if you catch the drift.
I hope that all goes well though and that I will not regret anything; I hate regretting. It makes you wish of all the things you could have done better and it sucks to know that you could have.
So, no regretting it is. It would be a darn pleasant thing to look back at those times when your life was at its highest peak and you’ve reached even farther than that.
Till next time, then.