Route 66

It feels like the first day all over. The only thing different about today is that I'm all alone in this strange place I used to call my 2nd home. One of the biggest mistake I've committed is by not giving my best when I could have. I swore to myself that starting from today onwards, I'm making every second count.

Why am I so afraid of change? This isn't like me at all. I don't know if it was due to the incident last year which had nothing to do with me but was somehow unwillingly dragged into it. Either way, I have lost most of my guts and confidence to accept new change. During this past 5 weeks that I've been away from a large crowd of friends, I've thought alot about what I want to achieve, though it may just be a thought and a dream, but I dare to dream and that's the first step I'm taking.

Unfortunately, it takes 6 months to dream. Time is something I'm short of, I may have disappointed my parents, but their endless support towards me only made me even more guilty. All these burdens and disappointments are slowly piling up and no matter how much I try, it just gets heavier. However, I am perfectly able to draw a line between my dreams and reality, thus I am still capable to surviving this coming 6 months. May my hardwork pay off.

Shall head off to class. Cheerios!

Rachel.