I am officially burnt out.

I think feng can tell from my absence in classes.

After i decided to graduate after this sem, i just felt all the drive seep out of me.

Because now there's no point working so hard.

Because working hard now is not going to make enough of a difference to help me land a job.

Because right now all i'm thinking of is what i'm going to do after i graduate.

Graduate.

It's quite scary really.

How time passes so fast.

And unlike all the different boundaries you've stepped over... This one is the quantum leap from childhood to adulthood.

What happens after this, really no one knows.

What becomes of friendships forged over canteen tables and notes passed in class and pressing deadlines?

What becomes of the person who comes home only having to worry about finishing homework and remembering to ask the parents for their allowance?

I guess only time will tell.

One can only hope that all that one holds dear to themselves is not transient.

I woe the future which lies ahead simply because it is unknown. The fog which clouds it is so dense it allows no light to shine through. The destination is obscured, so all i can do now is clutch my hope to me and pray it leads me to a safe place.

Goodbye carefree childhood.

Hello duty-ridden maturity.

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