Just a few moment after work, i went to a stationery shop to photocopy some papers...the shop seem to be open and welcoming. However, when i slide open the door, the worker said it was closed and he continue watching his drama. i was so surprise, if he is not going to do any business, then what for he opened the shop...weird...
So i just went home without photocopy anything. I pass through a few boys...i think they are just around 15 to 17 years old - from my bare eye judgement...the are taking off their apron in front of their restaurant. I was wondering...
Last time, a few years back i used to think that cook who prepare my meal does matter at home, in a party or in a restaurant are usually older than me...the brother and sister usually prepare food for me...however, if i enter that restaurant just now, i bet my meal was prepared by the three teenage boys...hehe...
Then i started to feel it is very weird...but i come to realise one think that i had grown older...i was no longer the kiddo i used to be...when i was i kid, the cooks usually older than me...but this situation will seldom to occur nowadays and forever...i also realise that i am already 21 years old...growing older...many situation, life prospect and point of view start to be different... but deep inside my heart i am still the same...no wonder i will feel weird that the cook is younger than me...
However, from today onward i think i need to always tell myself that i had already starting to grow older and older...starting to enter the life as an adult...i need to change my mind to think like an adult...not as childish as before...but i just wondering: can i make it???
I am the youngest in my family...i used to be tame and spoilt not just by my mother but my sibling as well...can i really make myself more mature and strong??? i do not really know about it...haiz...how good it is if i can still be a young kids...nothing to worries and to trouble with...
I know time is tickling and moving without waiting for anyone...but sometimes i really hope that time can be reversed and i can be like the previous me again....
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