A few days ago, my brother mentioned how he wish he was young again. To which, I retorted, “What are you talking about?! You’re still young!”
But I understood what he was getting at. I mean, yes I’m still young if you consider the fact that I just turned twenty.
I miss the feeling of being young, reckless and irresponsible. And knowing you’re young so no mess is ever too big. I use to be different. Spontaneous. And even if I’m not, I try to be. I make decisions without thinking twice about the consequences. I did whatever I liked. I didn’t think about what people thought about me. I used to cheerlead and dance for goodness sake! (I don’t think anyone I met in the recent years thinks I’m the type) I ran across the school foyer when I was in my final year just to slip in front of the whole school and burn with embarrassment. I was rebellious. (Not proud of it now but I think it was just a phase. Lol.) Never cared if I embarrass myself. (The reason why my high school friends have seen that side of me and I’m not ashamed to go crazy in front of them.) Spoke my opinion. Laughed loud.
Growing up meant shouldering responsibilities. Learning to live in a different country away from home meant having to be more careful. After all mum and dad aren’t a phone call away anymore. Get good grades. Make sure you don’t waste your parents’ money. Don’t spend on unnecessary things. Think twice before you buy that. Take care of your health. Don’t get too drunk. And when I’m here, don’t come back too late. Drive carefully; you’re responsible for the car too. I guess you don’t have to be responsible. I mean I could have gone to UK and spent all my parents’ money on getting wasted every night or gambling. But I chose to be responsible and am not saying I don’t like my decision. I’m just saying I wish I don’t have to be like that for once.
I just wish I was young (in that way) again. And for that, I know I need my partners-in-crime back. But I know one of them is never returning and another whose priorities have changed and others who are just different now. If I could go back to a few years in my life just to go through it all over again and without changing anything, I would say 2005, 2006 (last two years of high school) and 2008.
How about you? Which years of your life would you go through again?
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July 9, 2009 at 3:00 am
michy
I want to go back to 2006. And have it repeat a few times. Over and over again. Minus the SPM bit though.
July 18, 2009 at 6:33 pm
Kat
SPM was what 2006 was all about! it would have just been another school year if it wasn’t for SPM! HAHA!
July 15, 2009 at 11:40 am
fionagan
LOL, form 4 and 5 definitely. its like the in btwn age. 15, we’re too young. 18. seems abit old.
July 18, 2009 at 6:34 pm
Kat
18 too old?! wait till you’re my age. (i sound ancient haha) then you’ll realise that it was the perfect age to be. (:
July 27, 2009 at 1:44 pm
Sarah
I have to say I agree with this post…I’ve just recently turned twenty myself and you can definitely see and feel the differences between now and when you were a tad younger…it feels like the days of making a decision without thinking TOO much about it are gone and instead now I just seem to sit and think about something too much instead of acting on an impulse! Although, that’s not to say that sometimes I do make impulse decisions, and they’re just as good as making well-thought out decisions
I guess it sometimes comes down to seizing the day – carpe diem! As for which years I’d like to live out again, apart from a few blips here and there, I’m kind of happy with life at the moment…although I wouldn’t mind going back to the happy/carefree days of my childhood – age 5 or 6 perhaps?