I have unofficially graduated from poly. I have ended my 22-weeks internship. I have found something </really enjoyable to do> to occupy my life with for the next 1 year. I have turned 20. I had an even more awesome birthday party than my 18th for more than one reason and it is also the worst because of one person #fuckthisshit. I have been thinking if this is really what I want to do in the future, in the long-term, even though for short-term I am pretty much set till next March. I have a full-time job now. I have to be committed. I have no reason to question my decision even though I am doing it right now because the future is just so uncertain. I have to stop thinking that I am making the wrong decision. I have more holiday trips planned which I can't help but to think that it might not be the best time but #fuckit #yolo. I have found myself doing work just so that my mind will not wander, burying myself in them, like now.
Yup, I don't know if I'm fucked, I think I am one way or another, but life still must go on.