I see kids. Pffft. Now are they being called kids? My mistake. High school kids, that's more like it. You sit in a place and there in front of you are bunch of loud screaming hyper ones. So full of energy when bed is what's constantly reoccurring in my head. Well, you look at them and suddenly your very own high school sweet and bitter moments reflects back through that quiet-look-to-be-brains from the outward. And then, memories flies further a little back to your primary, then to your kindergarten, and then... you get what I mean.
For some reason, you feel like you know it all, you've been through it all. Staring bluntly at those typical high school kids of both genders trying to impress each other, looking deeply into their eyes knowing that the one innocent quiet looking girl among the rest has an eye for that loud popular dude but just too shy to show, that they have not see nor expect what is about to come in the future that you are currently experiencing. Yes, you sit there with a fry in your hand a coke untouched feeling like a wrinkled human being.
Life's weird. It can change gradually it can also change rapidly. Just like in the past six months of mine. High school and college is one thing I can put in my 'tremendous-difference-in-life-list'; not that I have one. Total different bunch of people, different educational systems, different types of ups and downs. From studying like crazy day to day awaiting the final main goverment exam to following up with almost everything, almost everyday makes time slow hoped to be fast and vice versa, respectively.
I have learn something though. Independence. Oh yeah, driving to college, managing your own time, payment for course fees- it's all part of it. Along the way, I realize I have grown so much. Not really relying on others but rather getting things done myself. After all, family and friends are not always gonna be there to spoon feed you. That too includes your personal emotions.
But for some reason, a part of me is waiting. Waiting for someone to come along the way and get things done for me. Yea, I can be strong but lazy at times.
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