When I was almost at the end of my 6th grade year (elementary dear watson!) I remember telling my Dad that I was afraid to get on the next level- highschool. It was the end of a phase, and highschool seemed unknown, scary. I wasn't sure if I'd be able to cope with all the new homeworks- especially the Math. Then after I graduated highschool (with honors, ehem) I felt the same way about going to college! Looking back, I never realized what a scaredy cat I was. And I can't help but smile about it now thinking how I always had a fear of what I was capable of.
In a few more days I'm off to another unknown but no longer afraid of what's to come and to change in my life. After all the things, I've been through I think I finally learned that life always gets better :)

About two years ago, I remember writing this on my blog:

"Sunday, March 12, 2006

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i never thought i'd ever meet someone so alarmingly interesting and inspiring. no, it's not romantic. well, at least i don't think so... some chance-encounter-good-conversation kinda thing at the photolab that i haven't been to for years. there's no way i can coherently tell this incident right. my mind's filled with way too much analysis on how to storytell i'm afraid i wouldn't give it justice. just have to say that i never looked at the world the same way again after i left the place. a somewhat scary realization."
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Who would've thought that that guy at the photolab was going to be the man I'm going to marry this Thursday. But reading that entry again, it's just too obvious and inevitable...