It's been so many years since I've stepped into the arena of adulthood; even though I always was an old soul, it still took quite a lot of time to properly get used to all this "adulting".
When you step into your adult years and take on life, you then realize how special those carefree, and youthful years were.
Sadly, back then we were so focused on growing up, we never really took the time to appreciate our childhood. We never took the time to peruse over the lifestyle, responsibilities, and sacrifices, which all come in a goody bag, along with all the age and "freedom" of being an adult. We were young and naive, power hungry, we wanted to be our own bosses. We failed to recognize the fact, that in search of authority, we were trading off something priceless.
We would now have to bear the consequences, be responsible for our actions; suddenly, one day, that safety net of ours would disappear, and no one would be there to break your fall.
There's not much worth cherishing about life right now, it's all going in a circle, a loop, all too dreary. Whereas back then the routine used to be quite repetitive, but every single day would hold an experience, a memory, all worth cherishing.
Waking up at around 6:30AM for school, which surely was a pain in the back, but after that little hurdle was taken care of, I was ready for a new day and some new memories. I would be present every day, not just physically, but mentally too; except for Math classes haha. I've received countless certificates for my punctuality and impeccable attendance over the years.
The routine at school starts with me grabbing my seat around the middle rows, which helped me maintain a balance between mischief and education. Even to this day, I prefer my seats to be in the middle; whether it be any common seating area or public transport even. As I grew older, slowly my merits of impeccable attendance did deteriorate, but I did have my reasons.
That big ole campus of ours is still as evocative, I remember every single corner of our school premises; from the open fields of soil to concrete, to the many passageways and entries leading to our classrooms. Three big units, housing students of different grades, age and sizes, I grew up studying in every single building; six years I've spent in that campus. Made a lot of friends, a few enemies even, I guess lol. Fell in "love" a few times, newly enrolled beauty left and right, it was all quite irresistible at that age and time haha.
Pranks, broken glasses and furniture, fractured bones, game winning goals and scores, the daily race towards the cafeteria during break time. Avoiding the principal's room wasn't an easy task, but we would try our best to avoid that route.
Through the eyes of the teachers, I probably was the kid that was loved by a few, misunderstood by too many; a black sheep of some sorts, a nuisance at times, and a blessing on some occasions. Capable in many fields, but usually the last pick from the classrooms to the fields.
Amidst the students, I was the unpopular among the popular, but known by many. If anything, "popularity" actually decided to follow me outside of school; whether it be the usual hangouts, afterschool coaching sessions, or just being known in many circles. I would get along well with people, which is surely plus point, probably still is.
There's no such thing as perfect, but now as I sit here and reminisce. Looking back to those days, they surely do look quite perfect from here.
In life, and in the arena, I'm still lost; I seek guidance, I ask for directions, as I slowly tread ahead. There are a few companions who do help in keeping me in line, there are a few certain key characters in this story, but even most of them feel lost at times.
For now, life is a mix of seriousness and a lot of stupid things, and some of us are here are in the middle, trying to balance it all out.
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Hey there, thank you for taking the time to drop by and for giving me the heads up.
I really am glad that my first post made it on the list of highlights. I'll try to write and post more good quality content from here on; so that I'm put on the list again haha. Here's hoping. ✨
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It is quite interesting writing, it captures very well how you see it as an adult, the responsibilities that come with being an adult, although there are also traces of adolescence, in my case I hated my adolescence, so it's not that I didn't value it, it's that I didn't want to going back to that stage, adult life is a bit exhausting and in some cases monotonous, in the same way I still believe that maybe everything can be given a drastic turn and spice it up haha, it's very honest of you to write about this, greetings 😸
I just poured out whatever I had in my heart I guess. Those years back in school were quite special to me, even back then. I always knew how valuable those juvenile years were, but now as I get older, I know that it's all beyond price.
It's a crucial part of our lives, one we will never get back or experience ever again.
If we had known, we would have pleaded to remain a child for couple of years, because adulthood is totally different from what we thought🤣.
But all the same too, life in adulthood is full of mixed happenings; sometimes you feel like you're having it and sometimes you feel like you need a one year rest from troubles of life
Oh, I surely would've, won't even give it a second thought.
All this "adulting" will go on for countless years and decades. But our adolescent years, the phase of growth, love, friends, family and mischief, I say it's the most rare and fast paced stage of our lives.
You just read my mind right there, that's exactly how I feel sometimes. 😂
It ran like stopwatch 🙇
Quite like this. ⏱
I think about how simple life as a child was. I didn't have a great childhood, but I know exactly what you mean about there always being something that each day would bring that would stand out. I spent a lot of time alone in the playground on the swings, singing stupid songs to myself that rhymed beautifully at the time. I remember playing marbles with the boys and getting quite good at playing that electronic buzzer game where if you touch a wire, it makes a noise.
Now, I'd love to be able to go back there, be with my childhood pets that were ever at my side and just experience it even more fully.
Adulting is just one strange day after another and we all fall, we all fail, we all just have to keep picking ourselves up and try again. None of us have it all figured out.
Simplest of them all; yet, it's because of the simplicity, that we could never see the true value of those youthful years.
Then you and I would get along well, Emma. You'd fit right into our gang of marble slingers haha. I was decent when playing with marbles, fast paced sports is the category I was built for. Yet, whether it be the school playground, the neighborhood streets, or back in the countryside, me and the mates would always make time for a game of marbles haha.
I would love that too. So many pet and strays I've taken care of over the years, I even had the chance to see some of them get old. Sometimes I wish, if only they lived a bit longer, if only they were always there, by our sides when needed. So that we could share our sorrows, talk about the joyous moments, our achievements; as they would sit, and quite cheerfully and willingly listen to us blabber on haha.
I guess it's never perfect. There probably is no finish line, just an illusion we keep running after.
I know this feeling too. I lost a cat recently. He was my best friend and would sleep on my chest at night and give me good morning kisses. He would "talk" to me and play with my shoelaces to get my attention. I miss him so much, I think about him (and all the others that passed along) often and always keep them in my heart.
It's a mottled array of different tones through life. Sometimes it's bright and sometimes not...but it's ever changing and that's the exciting part. Who knows what defines the finish line at the end, let's enjoy it before it gets to that.
I lost two of my little birds just a few months ago, they were so friendly and tame. It's actually the first time I've decided to take care of birds. I have experience with cats and dogs, mostly strays. Birds though, they require a whole different routine of care and attention.
It does become exciting every now and then, and that's what truly keeps us going, the uncertainty.
YOLOOO hehe. 🔥
Life is about tradeoffs indeed. Your story was creative and a lovely read. Our fun childhood days will always be with us forever, and you do have many memories to reflect upon.
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Sadly, it is, I see no other way out. A trade must be made every now and then.
Those memories I have are so effortlessly vivid, I can't even explain it. Decades have past, but those memories are still intact, kept safe and sound in a special corner of my heart.
You are welcome. This is actually my first post in this community. I'll try my best to get along with the other authors and try to be fairly active too.
Cheers 🖤🥃
Life is about trade-offs indeed. Your story was creative and a nice read. Seems like you have many fond memories of your childhood, something that stays with us forever.
Adulting is harder than most people had anticipated, but we just have to face it all.
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Quite a shock during the first few years. It's funny, how we were never told or taught to be prepared; not in school, not much by our elders either. I guess everyone has to find their own way. Words of wisdom alone does not get the job done, it's the experience of life that truly guides us.
Increible amigo, creo que me identifico mucho en algunas cosas que escribes, de alguna forma todos, llevamos vidas parecidas. ¡Gran escrito!
Gracias por tus amables palabras, mi amigo. Tengo que estar de acuerdo con lo que dijiste, en cierto modo, nuestra experiencia de la transición a la edad adulta es bastante similar.
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The last paragraph made me smile.
It's really funny how we're eager to grow up and take control when we are young and then when we finally get to be adults, we miss those days.
Life is a mystery.
When we finally get that control, it all hits us like a damn train. The adults back then made it look so easy, we ended up thinking that there's not much to fret about. But soon enough we get to understand, after a proper taste.
And sometimes a misery. 🔥
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