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Rewind.
Monday, December 14, 2009
Today I realized, being a "younging" was so much easier than today life. When you played with toys. Couldnt colour. Spelled terribly Where no one would judge you except for the teacher when you did your e backwards. No one cared what you wore as long as it was something. No one cried over heartbreak except when the last crayon was taken. Those days, we couldn't wait to grow up, become firefighters and police officers. We couldn't wait to see what it was like to grow up. Now, I could call myself the stupidest kid, what's there to be excited about? Oh, an assignment or an essay, what a treat! -.-" Or having so much more responsibilites, which leave time for nothing else. In kindergarden,"losing a friend" meant they were moving away to another school, why at this age it's because someone backstabbed, and you lost them. And when you had a crush, you were automatically "married". All the signs of growing up just hit you so fast. and you think maybe you should have acted like an immature little kid just a bit longer. It's too late, to go back now. Then you think... All the people who have entered and left through your lives, all the people who have left footprints on your heart. All the loss of friends, all the gaining of them, all the heartbreaks, the let go's and the love you may have now. All the 20% fails, all the 95% achievements. Old teachers, old pictures, old clothes. All the times you've wanted to |
Goodbye.
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