This week.

I don't feel so right. Everything was terribly changing, and everybody was suddenly leaving. This long holiday unbelievably is almost over within a week, that's what scary me like a lot.

My friends are already moving, and some are on their packaging in progress. I saw my old best friend, Key, have been so sad these days later. Plan will only be plan. I really want to go out and meet her and say, "Everything is gonna be okay, I am here with you." But how can I? She is getting used to be without me. I know her, I have always been, and she's loving her friends like a lot, and same with me; our friends now are on their own ways... to college. And yeah, so do we.

Just like yesterday, me with some of my friends are already making preparation of what we used to call 'freshmen campus orientation' and it was so many tasks to do on this hectic week. Everybody was there, and everything we need were complete. But hey, this one something missing. Our uniforms. The white and gray attributes. And you know, the hardest thing to do is saying goodbye of something you realize that you're just starting to be in love with it. Hah, okay I'm fine.

Silly to say but yes, I do miss you Mr. Sucre.