We are halfway finishing November and this month I got to pass this coming-of-age deal, on November 3rd. Apparently in my country it’s not big of a deal, I don’t know. But strangely it seems melancholy to think that your age will not start with 1.. ever again. I guess it’s the idea of aging that comes up to me but I find it extremely annoyed yet grateful for it, you know, being 20.
Hopefully things will turn around and get better also, for this particular semester. Imagine you’re in one of the episodes of The Walking Dead, but you’re the zombie. That’s how I feel for the last two months. *insert sighing profusely here*