It's been almost two months since i left this space vacant. two whole months of memory erased. It is worse than anything that i contrives from my brain. I feel that it has been worthless; a complete and utter waste of time. Perhaps the anticlimax has already been realised; perhaps, after all this time i have yet to find myself and i feel like a failure in that i cannot emancipate.

Today - the last day of class- is also my time of resurfacing. A desperate plea to confront the absolute truth. Tomorrow i will remove myself from the local school community: the intricate network that shields me under her wing. It will be graduation... and as i face the hideous world i will be pained with memories. I am mixed in emotions right now. My mind dribbles with the joy, anger and sadness. For the price of freedom i must redeem myself, my position and my character for the uncertainties, the insecurities of an unsimulated life; a society rife with everything i stand for and everything i detest.

The laughter, the fun and the love all disappeared into oblivion. The meaningless chatter behind my back. A cold and spine chilling endearment to the troubles that lie ahead. The churning of exams. I am incacerated by the pressure. The lock and key have been disposed.

"Where do I go, nobody knows. "
Not even I.

IPPY