Tuesday, April 10, 2012
They never had no future
They never had no past
Tomorrow will be the third last day of my school life. Truly, this is the end of me sitting in a classroom, desperately trying to take down every single word the teacher says lest I miss something important (do you ever feel that struggle to understand what is being said one moment before and catching what they say the moment after?) or rushing to finish papers. I don't know how I ended up here. I start to panic when I think about the end of school. Maybe not panic exactly, but that mixture of uncertainty and unease. The end will come and it will be so anticlimactic. Without any rationalising or analysing its significance in my head, it will just be an ordinary day. Nothing different about it unless I know what it heralded. Plus, another birthday is upon me. Also another arbitrary day: Mine. Soon, I'll remember more arbitrary dates. I did not plan to end up sounding blah in this post. Truth.I dare you to.Labels: Maturity isn't a number
