time really flies by so fast. what do you mean we’re already on the 30th of december 2025? looking back, this year was truly tough. the person i’ve become now is something i never anticipated years ago, and i choose to call it growth. i’m slowly allowing myself to step out of my comfort zone and face the things i’m scared of and anxious about, even when it feels overwhelming. 2025 wasn’t very good to me, and it tested me in ways i didn’t expect, but i’m still here. i hope that 2026 will be a little kinder, a little gentler, and will give me the chance to heal, breathe, and keep moving forward at my own pace.

there’s an empty, unwell feeling that comes right after new year’s eve, and i can’t quite put it into words. once the fireworks fade and the world goes back to normal, i’m left sitting with my thoughts and the weight of another year gone. it feels uncomfortable and heavy, but it also reminds me that i’m still here, still growing, even if the process doesn’t feel easy yet.

i'm down to my last semester in uni! it feels unreal typing that out. after all the late nights, breakdowns, doubts, and small wins i’m finally standing at the edge of something i used to only imagine. this last stretch isn’t just about finishing requirements, it’s about honoring how far i’ve come and who i had to become along the way. graduation is the next step, and honestly, i don’t have everything figured out yet, and that’s okay with me. for now, i just want to finish strong, be gentle with myself, and appreciate that i made it this far. one last semester. one step closer.