After days of procrastination, I guess I finally got my lazy ass to start writing again. I'm aware that most of my writing doesn't really make sense and my thoughts are mostly all over the place but thanks for reading anyway. Time really flies. 3 years. And here I am, back to square one - the transition period. Since last year I've been worried and anxious about what could, and would happen after I graduate. What will I do? Where will I be? What do I like? Then I thought thoroughly, maybe those were not what I was concerned about. Maybe it's the particular transitioning that tickles my nerves. Just thinking about it makes my hair stand. Transitioning is always scary, but nevertheless exciting. Maybe it's like a way to turn over a new leaf? To start over ? I'm not sure. Just like how we were afraid after finishing primary and secondary school. The feeling is similar, however this time I won't be in the vicinity of a safe space called school anymore. I&#