my! my!How time really flies...
Seems only yesterday when I was off to my first day of school in kindergarten and my mom had to take pictures of me wearing my uniform, with the backpack and a lunchbox... How anxious was I to enter the enormous campus gates and duck at whatever strange and unidentified object that would be thrown at me.
I was young and naive, but there is this fire burning within me that makes me tough and brave to face my teacher, my classmates and be left alone inside the four cornered room filled with unfamiliar people. A sigh of relief and glad to say 1st day of school was "no sweat!"..yey me!!!
I could imagine the ecstasy that I felt during those golden days where school was a huge theme park for us to meet and play with friends and conflicts were reduced to a minimal by a simple sorry and a kiss on the cheek.
However, life always has its irony...I remember being seven and running around the lush greeneries of the school campus without a care in the world...doesn't matter if my clothes are sweaty and wrinkly or my face looks dirty..i'm havin' fun and the world seemed so simple...and I was in a rush to grow up, become a "doctor" (stereotypically) and build my dream house...
Yet, now that I'm all grown up...Life was far from what I've envisioned back then...everything has been so complex and compounded...It's like the world took a total turn and played reverse just as I was about to aim the target and shoot for it.
"Take life one step at a time" they say...I heard about this expression much too often, but I wished I listened to it as well. There is but a fine line between hearing and listening..but if you put them into action, it makes a whole lot of difference.
Now, I can find myself saying...
"how i wish i was seven again where wounds can be healed with just a simple
adhesive bandage."
Because now that I'm twenty three, things are becoming more complicated and pains need more than bandages to heal and recover.
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