I try to avoid blogging at night because most of my ramblings turn out to be melodramatic incoherencies but I just need to somehow organize my thoughts so that I can sleep better later on. I just want to fast-forward to Wednesday because I hate having gatherings for goodbyes, preparing for goodbyes and actually saying goodbyes. My eyes feel like glass as I must have cried out a fountain's worth of tears. I know I will be back eventually but the whole concept of "life moving on with or without me" hurts me the most; the worst thing is, there's nothing I can do about it. Even when I visit to see my friends, I can't expect everything and everyone to be the way that I left them. I suppose it's the fact that I'll never be able to have the kind of moment I'm having now that makes me cry.
I just want to thank everyone for being so good to me. I never thought it would be this hard to say goodbye. I've always dreamt of leaving this city, and I probably looked forward for this day to come as a kid, but now, I just feel so sad yet so loved. I wish I was better at expressing myself because I wish these people knew how grateful I am for them.
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