So this past Saturday I attended my friend's grade nine graduation. It was quite an experience and filled with enthusiasm. The girls were all in lovely dresses, hair & make up done, boys prim and proper, ties & suited up, even some parents were looking pretty good head to toe. Well I admit, I took this event as an opportunity to dress up too, I miss all the excitement of grad from last year.
As an attendee of someone's grade nine grad, I started pondering about my own grade nine grad four years ago. That just sounded like ages ago but wow, I realize how much I have grown emotionally and socially as a person. As I was there, it was easy to pick out those whom were likely to be the class-clowns of the graduating class since they acted similar to the class-clowns of my class four years ago), others whom were the silent type, etc. etc. I thought back to my grade 9 grad back in 2006 and wondered if we were like those students sitting happily and anticipated for our names to be called so we can have that ten seconds of glamor on stage from getting our certificates, and posing for a photo to be taken, - was I like that? did I ever act like that? Did my grad year scream and shout and do stupid crazy things to grab attention? Oh yes. The years of being a teenager, the puberty era, it seems like it was so far away, but at the same time I'm glad I've outgrown it.
I finally realize that I'm a young woman, and like I'm not a kid no more, I even felt "old" at one point being there with all those grade nines. But what is the definition of being old? Its just the opposite of not being young, but if you consider yourself young at your age, then your not old, because your starting a whole new whelm of experience being YOU at that particular age, and everything is fresh as it can be for a freshman heading into post secondary. I just found it a "reality-check" moment in a way and I just got to thank God for pulling me through those raging-attitude-drama-filled-friendships-fluttering hormone times or else I wouldn't be who I am today. Aren't you glad your reading words from the mouth of a legit eighteen year old and not a fourteen year old girl anticipating the arrival of high school because word of mouth has it that there are a lot of cute guys?!
Like what was I thinking right? I've grown to maturity, and I'm happy where I'm at! Maybe four years from today I will have another reality-check and reflect on life as it was as an eighteen year old whose claiming she's a young lady.
Time will tell~
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