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50 and ...

Hey there people!
What up!
I have been thinking about my life lately.
I have had people around me asking "what next?". 
To be frank, I have no clue.
I am 21. I will be a graduate in less than 6 months and I have no plan. 
First thing, I am proud that I could accept the fact and say it out loud that I don't have a plan.
Second thing, I am scared..a little bit. I still am a human with fears eating me inside, but I have hope. I have faith. I have the potential to pick myself up after crying for hours.

People out there suffering from this syndrome where you are in constant worry about your future and career ; please don't. Please don't let your shoulders carry the baggage of uncertain thoughts and insecurities.
I know time waits for none. You have to work hard and face loads of criticism if you don't make it into a decent career right after you graduate, but guess what my favourite human; you can handle the criticism. 
You can handle the pressure. 
You can cry for hours but you are going to rise like a damn phoenix.
We could be
 50 and whining 
or 
50 and winning.
CHOICE IS OURS.
YOU WILL ALWAYS HAVE A CHOICE.
Oh you human. Let's figure this out. 
This isn't now or never. 
It's our life and we are going to settle down in our way. 
Peace Out!
wait.
wait for it.
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Drink water macha!


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