Writing for 11/2

Date : 11/2

Time starting : 6.20 p.m

Idea I am pursuing : The change in us as we grow up

Time ending :  6.35 p.m

We all have that one moment where we will look back at our past and sometimes wished there is something we should do or we should not have done. In fact, most of us actually found how we act, how we talk, how we present ourselves in the past can actually be a funny experience where we often will shake our head in shame and embarrassment.  Perhaps the transition between our past young age all the way toward our current adult form had changed us in a way even we could not quite put our fingers on. Sometimes, we just be like "hey, since when I actually stopped doing that?. I had always liked doing it since I was a kid." or "I used to do that a lot in the past, when I was a kid, you know?. Now, not so much. In fact, I can't even remember the last thing I did it,".

Maybe this is what it meant to be an adult, to grow out in this world. As a kid that is oblivious to the world around us, we had lived our earliest lives with no care for the world. We spent time without any worry nor responsibilities. We are simply being ourselves back then. However, as time passes, the shackles of adulthood soon slowly enchained us. We stopped being so carefree when we realized the responsibilities we will bear. We stopped acting like how we always wanted to in order to present ourselves in a more formal, mature manner. We stopped being a kid because we want to be acknowledged as a full-fledged adult. We forsake the parts of ourselves that we deemed unnecessary in a mature individual in order to climb the stairs of adulthood.

Even I, myself is not an exception to this unspoken "rule of time". I remembered how I was so obsessed back then about becoming the best in everything I do. I always wanted to be the first student in the dean's list of achievement back in my primary school. I considered myself to be someone that was gifted in academics and took it upon myself to make sure everyone knew that by achieving the best academic results. Well, as I grow up, I realized that it is nothing more than a childish dream. There will always be someone that is far more gifted than myself out there. In fact, I felt normal, that there is nothing special to me as I grow accustomed to the world. Now, I simply is trying my best in anything I do without striving to be the best in whatever thing I am taking part in.