The impending match will determine our fate. It’s the match that makes all the difference. Scared? Excited? I can’t choose an appropriate emotion cus they’re mangled and intertwined feelings. I guess I’m just feeling both simultaneously. Yet, I choose not to believe in fate. We are in control of our future. There is no predetermined result. The time has come for us to give our best. Soon, the future will be present and the present will be history. We’ve got to make that history count. We’ve got to be able to celebrate on it.
You told me not to give up on anything I do. I made a promise and I shall keep it.
