It is now Monday, February 15th. It has been almost three years since I had that conversation with my Aunt Hikaru and made the decision to stop using my APA to attend classes. That means that I have been trying to change my life as a student for all that time without making a single worthwhile memory. I now fully understand all that my aunt had to go through when she was trying to do the same thing back when she was attending university.

The school year will end in March, so next year will already be my last year as a high school student, then I will have to decide where I will go to university. At this point, I should have given up a couple of months ago. However, why can't I get all those stories and pictures out of my head? Just remembering them makes me want to scream the phrase in my mind again, "I wish I had a student life like that too!"

I didn't know how, but I had to reverse my current situation. I am not allowed to give up.