Don't you love it when you just pick up your backpack with the bare essentials and just walk out the door? the different people you meet and how it really change your perspective of things.. like how the auntie got off her mercs to help me with my flat tyre but couldn't do it but at least she tried. or how the least expected person to be the one helping you like the crew cut middle aged guy who stared at me when i'm getting directions from an old uncle. and i'm thankful that i chose to smile at him instead of giving him the stare because he was the one who actually helped me. fresh new perspectives. and i'm gonna bring it to a bigger stage. getting an air tix with no particular location in mind. to walk where my legs take me. i guess that's life. graduating in 2 weeks. mixed feelings. definitely not missing the unreasonable lecturers. but its most probably another phase of life. i'll definitely forget the things. it's just a matter of how long