Finally… it’s done.
The lights are dimmed, the crowd has scattered,
and I stood there —
watching everyone smile,
taking pictures, laughing freely.
It hit me.
We really made it.
We finished Odyssey Night.
No matter the ups and downs, no matter the flaws —
we saw it through.
And I don’t say this lightly:
without the committee, I would’ve never made it through.
To Alan, to Enson —
your presence was more than just helpful,
it was grounding.
You two were the ones I leaned on in the chaos between each moment.
Thank you, truly.
To every main and sub-committee,
every hand that lifted something,
every voice that spoke up when mine couldn’t —
thank you.
We pulled off something together.
Not perfect. Not flawless.
But real.
And that makes it perfect in its own way.
Now it’s over.
The burden’s gone.
The late nights, the pressure, the doubt —
they’ve passed.
And what’s left?
A little exhaustion.
A lot of growth.
I made mistakes.
Plenty.
But I was never alone.
And I want to say sorry — to anyone I disappointed,
and thank you — to everyone who covered my weaknesses
without needing to say a word.
You saw me, and you chose to support me anyway.
That means more than I can ever explain.
This isn’t just an ending.
It’s a lesson.
It’s a memory.
And maybe… a beginning.
Maybe one day we’ll do it again —
when the timing is right
and the people align.
But for now,
we did it.
And that’s enough.
=)
