I realised that I have changed quite a bit. And I also realised that the Mac I'm using right now keeps on underlining my "realised" because it thinks the word should be spelt like "realized".
Anyway, I'm amazed with the way time can alter me,.. well DUH.
Thinking back to highschool (and Mac keeps on underlining my "highschool" too), I am not sure whether I can say I miss it or not, it still gives me a melancholic feel to it.
Let's see..
Grade 8. I stepped into the complicated society of high school, was freaking excited and nervous at the same time, I lived in dreams, yet a humble person.
Grade 9. It must had been puberty for me, I remember I was proud, egoistic, and self-centered. And I was rebellious. (Although my parents told me they think I never had a rebellious period). And I was still living in dreams, I was romantic, and I thought I could do everything, anything.
Grade 10. I began to doubt my potentials, realiSED that I can not afford to live in fantasies but simply accept who I am. I felt so good to see the actuality and worked hard, trying to become a better me..
Grade 11. This was when I did not dream anymore, no more imagination, but just me. Me, me, me.
Every now and then, I still dream. But they're no longer ambitious.
