I remember standing in the queue for prayer in primary school. We were made to stand class wise 1st std to 1oth std. I always admired the ones standing far away. How big they looked. They would get all the captain badges and always seemed to have all the fun activities. When I turned sixteen, nothing had changed. I used to go to school in the same way & did the same things. I realized that I could now help mom get things from the top shelf, but rest all was the same. 😛
Teen age was full of mistakes & embarrassments for me.
I liked the wrong things. I spilled the beans when I was not supposed to. I kept mum when I should’ve spoke. I was always full of doubts. I made awful choices. I was rebellious, grumpy & bothersome. I wrote posts like this:
…that made no sense to the readers. 😐
& I even felt extremely happy as Harry Potter grew up with me.
I made secret resolutions every birthday for the things I absolutely HAD to Do. And I still have no record of accomplishing any of them.
Through all that I never seemed to notice how fast the time was moving. I was rejoicing in the 15,16, 17 all 1 series & doh I am 20 already.
To this day Life never turned out to be the way I had imagined.
“Turning Twenty” surely seems BIG! 😮
I await adventurous and a fun-filled life ahead.
PS: That’s the only picture I found that resembles me. 😛