Growing Up

Before I dwell on my trip to Albion, I will talk about growing up.

Why? Because the year 2011 is coming to an end!

I'm turning 21 next year! Goodnessssssss~!

And I'm waiting for three more cameras worth of pictures. Hahaa.

I was talking to Siong and my temporary flatmates yesterday, about how we will be one year older in the matter of days now.

Sure, it's not our birthday yet, but it leaves a mark somehow.

When we were young, we always wanted to be labelled older than we are. Whenever we are asked of our age, we say "I'm six years old and a half," even though that half does not actually make any difference.

But now, as long as it is not our birthday yet, we begged not to add one year to our age.

And when someone remarks that we look younger than our age, we feel as if we're in the heavens.

I never thought this will come across my mind, but I find now that growing up is scary.

Up until now, everything is plan-able. But after graduation, things are different. There are so many variables that are uncontrollable. It's no longer that easy to pinpoint a direction in life that you want.

I also discussed about my recent favouritism towards plushies. Also, my Disney fever is increasing more than ever. I also mentioned about the importance of Peter Pan to me now in the previous post, how he is a symbol of worship to me now.

Siong herself now has a pair of matching penguin pyjamas with a pair of penguin socks.

She remarked that this is our way of holding onto our childhood.

I treasure every single moment I had when I was young. It is truly valuable. Looking back, all that I ever reminisce about and ever want are things like these, Disney. As my young self's life revolved mostly about Disney, I think it's natural that I lean towards it. Also, I never have plushies when I was young. So my theory is that I'm trying to relive my childhood in a way that I would have; by having plushies.

I have more responsibilities, having to make more decisions.

Yes, the future is exciting. I want to see how mine will turn out like too. And I want to see what will become of everyone.

I also imagined myself, meeting up with friends every now and then to joke about our stupid things together or to introduce our children to each other.

Only last night I saw Thomas's caption on one of our group photo in London.

We are not alone.. We have a bunch of friends travelling together.. A memory that will never be forgotten.. This is the right picture to show to all of your children in the future.. Hahaa.. "This is Uncle Thomas"

It's really a tie. On one hand, I really looked forward to the day where I show this picture to my children and tell them I had fun in London with these people. But on the other, I don't want to face whatever responsibilities I will have then. And losing my right to be childish.

Things like that.

But we all know time will not turn back. It will only go forward, and so must we. I know it is pointless dwelling so much on what that has became the past, but sometimes it reminds you of who you really are. And this is one thing I will never let go.

I remember and understand now why my aunt told me the clearest memory she has is when she was a young girl. She couldn't remember much about her college or working life compared to that. We are not the only one. And because of this, I will work hard to ensure my children never regret their childhood, ever.

I know that deep down, secretly, Wendy still loves Peter.