Back when I was a kid I look forward to weekends for it means two days with no class and I can play with my friends for two whole days. I guess every kid thinks that way. Then I thought maybe when I get older my thoughts on weekends will change, but it did not.
I have always thought that growing up is fun. I was one of those typical kids (I don't think I'm that unique) who can't wait to grow-up. Those type that used to role play as a working professional and tend to act like a grown-up person / an adult. But then when I started to really be on my way to adulthood, it suddenly hit me that I don't want to be an adult that fast and right now that I'm a grown-up I can't help myself into giving in to the fantasies of being a kid again. I mean, I wanna enjoy the freedom and the carefree nature of being a child. Those times when I can be myself and act without thinking that the world may judge me. That time when I can say what I want without weighing things down and thinking what the outcome of my words would be. That time when I can be honest to everyone and I don't have to care what the world thinks.
Those were the days. The days when my only woes were the end of the weekend. The days wherein foes or rivals seemed to not exist and if they do they never really last for at the end of the day we'd still play together. Those days that are now in past.
It is said that one should never dwell on the past but rather make it as a reference of some sort for the future. Oh well, I can't really help myself to romanticize my childhood memories (I just can't ^-^).
Have a great day everyone.
