now before I start typing away too much, I'm NOT turning 16. Been there. Done that. lol. I'm not too sure what got me thinking about being 16 once again, but it's been bugging me since last night, so here goes.
Throughout my childhood, I sporadically hear my aunts talking about "oh how I wish I was 16 again!", and, being at a tender age of 10 or so, I thought they were mad. loco. insaneee. I mean, why would you want to be 16 again, which meant to my young mind, having to go to school. again. yuck. LOL. Oh boy, how one can change her mind! haha. So I guess what I'm saying is that I think I finally get it. umm, and actually agree with that crazy sentiment..being 16 again. Sweet 16. Carefree, no worries. I guess it comes to a point in everyone's life, when there comes this sudden realization..that the adult world is COMPLEX...with responsibilites, bills, work..and yeah, finally realising that the world isn't what as a child we thought it was. It's much more...well, colourful.. in the whole sense of the word. Things are not as straightforward as they seem...there are layers to everything...and as a 24-year-old in this mad mad world, I think I finally understand what my aunts before me have declared:
Throughout my childhood, I sporadically hear my aunts talking about "oh how I wish I was 16 again!", and, being at a tender age of 10 or so, I thought they were mad. loco. insaneee. I mean, why would you want to be 16 again, which meant to my young mind, having to go to school. again. yuck. LOL. Oh boy, how one can change her mind! haha. So I guess what I'm saying is that I think I finally get it. umm, and actually agree with that crazy sentiment..being 16 again. Sweet 16. Carefree, no worries. I guess it comes to a point in everyone's life, when there comes this sudden realization..that the adult world is COMPLEX...with responsibilites, bills, work..and yeah, finally realising that the world isn't what as a child we thought it was. It's much more...well, colourful.. in the whole sense of the word. Things are not as straightforward as they seem...there are layers to everything...and as a 24-year-old in this mad mad world, I think I finally understand what my aunts before me have declared:
oh to be 16 again...sweet 16.
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