Heh, thought that would be a catchy title for this (Pretty lame oh well).
Yesterday afternoon, Daniel and I went to the airport to see Evelyn off. Sherwin, Louie, and Jumar was there as well. Pleasant good bye, with gifts, a jam session, pictures, and a lovely prayer that ended in tears.
I started to think about it... next year that maybe me, leaving on a jet plane. I know where I want to go, my heart been set for that school since I was eight. Seriously, no joke. The thought gave me goosebumps. The count down had begun a long time ago, it's nearing the end and start of something new. (make sense?)