Missing the Innocence Within

Summer vacation. I am already experiencing summer, but I still don’t feel the ‘vacation’ part. I am already a graduate but I am still preoccupied with school works that I need to finish [the perks of being an officer]. And I am also messed up of making my decisions forย  college. With all this obligations and responsibilities I have right now, I just want to take a rest or maybe, forget all of them for a little while and be like a kid.

No worries…

I miss those good old times when all I have to do is to wake-up, eat, play and sleep, no more no less. As a child, I didn’t have to worry about waking up early just to catch up with the call time in going to school to do what I am required to do. I didn’t have to finish everything because I could just sit there and my mom would do things for me, because I am still young and short. I didn’t have to decide for my own because my parents would figure it out for me. I didn’t have to think of going to school because I am allowed to play all day, even though the sun is too high and it’s very hot outside.

On a deeper note, I also miss those times when getting my knees scratched would only be the reason of my tears; when stomachaches will only be the reasons of my pain; and when having my toys broken would only be the reason of my frustrations. It’s also given that as a child, the only mistake you make is when you have misspelled a word and that you don’t need a hard time to think of a solution because you could just bite the tip of your pencil for the eraser to appear so you can annihilate your mistakes and you can start all over again, without enduring much damage.

But…

I think I have known for a while that even though I am already 16, I can still be a child, not by actions but by heart. I could still do the things I want, except that I am already limited. I have to accept the fact that at this age, I should learn how to be independent and I need to be responsible enough for my actions. And that my actions would be a great factor of what might my future be. ๐Ÿ™‚

Reminiscence

Our holiday vacation is nearly over (well that’s still more than two weeks of being free from any school responsibilities). But recently, one of our teachers has already given our “advance” tasks. At first I was dismayed (maybe because of the fact that soon enough I will be again forced to wake up early in the morning even though I still want to cuddle with my pillows and cover myself with my blanket), and another thing is, IT’S DUE ON FRIDAY!!!

So there is this one particular task wherein we will be creating a “scrapbook” or a “photo album” which will be containing our pictures from the time when we first entered our school gate ’til now. So all of us had been preoccupied finding, downloading and printing those photos for our this particular requirement.

I have already searched my schoolmates’ albums in facebook, hoping that one of them had mistakenly taken a photo with me or had stolen some shots of my unattractiveness. But as I kept on searching, I couldn’t help but smile.

I can’t imagine how we’ve managed to share those “jeje posts” as they call them; that we were once those students who have experienced to preserve different types of algae and classify various kinds of fungi in our biology class; that we have once sacrificed our weekends just to rehearse for our speech choir performance;ย  and that we have been once those whom our “manongs and manangs” called their “adings”.

Now, we are the Seniors. For me, this task that have been given to us is more than a requirement in our subject.

I know that before, I was once the “camera shy” type because I do not really fancy taking photos. But now, I try to fit myself in every photos my schoolmates take, even if only a part of my body will be seen in that picture (LOL).

These pictures symbolize the adventures we had from the very beginning. All those laughter, tears, jokes, heartbreaks and many more had been attached on those photographs. Maybe in the near future we will not see each other anymore, but in the past, we had created memories, and these will help us remember all those people who had been part of our adventure.

To my fellow Seniors, we still have three months!!! three months of picture takings, sharing (corny) jokes and whatever we might want to do. It’s not yet too late. ๐Ÿ™‚