The L word...

Today I said goodbye to the building in which I basically grew up in. The second I stepped through the threshold of its doors, I knew this was the place where my life is going to change, and boy was I right. I met people who inspire me, even to this very day, people who taught me how to be a better person and during all of it, I learned a lot of things - both about life and academics. But as I walked its halls for the very last time, I noticed something I had never before. The immensity of it all didn't seem so scary anymore. I conquered its walls while conquering most of my fears and I'd like to think that I made a difference...

Yet as I gazed upon the mighty fortress I realised I felt exactly the same as I did before - no sense of closure, of direction, of purpose. So isn't that in itself a failure? Yesterday I found out, I lost another battle. I was so certain I was going to win, which was probably my downfall. I know, I know. Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose, but to be honest over the years, I sort of forgot how to lose, especially for things I put effort into. When I won, I won big and I'm proud of that. But now I guess I have to face the other end of the stick, and I just want you to know, that I'm going to be proud of this phase as well, because I'm going to handle it with grace and dignity, both of which I gained because of you, and your willingess to listen, to critique and to love with all your heart...