29th November 2011

Read my diary entries from when I was younger few days ago. Can't believe how immature and childish I was. I don't think that I'll ever be mature, even if I think I am. I use to think that going to school is frustrating. How I have to stand people bullying and making fun of me; even though I try to fight back. Now somehow, it's different. I enjoy going to school, I enjoy having friends around me; who I can joke and laugh with. I'm over people make fun of me, spread rumors about me and all that other stuff. Maybe I get a little mad sometimes, but I don't really care afterwards. Even though I try to be mature as I cana on the outside, deep down I still feel like a little kid, waiting to break free. I miss those days where no one would judge you about what you do. They label us. "She's just a little kid, it's ok." Things become different when you grow older. Everyone starts judging you and you're allowed to be that little kid where it was "ok" to do whatever we want. When you're younger, you wish so badly that you can grow up and be an adult fast, but you don't realize that time passes in a swift and how everyone wish they were you. Now, I miss and crave going back to the old times and be the little one I used to be. Just have a little message for everyone, including me: Appreciate what you have now; when you regret it, it'll be too late.