The long awaited weekends came and left so quickly. It feels good to take a long 3 days break away from work! Spent some quality time with the family, the boyf and my dearest friends. 1am at Upper Thomson followed by a foot massage at 3am. Yes, whatttttttttttt?? Can't remember when was the last time I got home at 6am. Too old for such activities definitely
The Young Becomes The Old.
I remember when I would see my parents, teachers, or other adults and find myself wondering what they were like they were my age. What were they like when they were those little kids at the playground? What were they like when they teenagers partying and falling in love for the first time? What were they like when they were in college or after high school when they were trying to figure out who they were going to become for the rest of their life?
And I remember it being so difficult to even imagine it. To be playing video games with friends, or partying crazily that turned into nights we weren’t able to remember or will never forget, or just hanging out with people being foolish and being a kid. But one day we suddenly grew into these adults and realize just how difficult it is to remember what it was like to be so young and so free. And it’s as if time decided to rob us of our memory of being so small in this enormous world of our.
In moments like these, I remember to not take right now for granted. Because even though I’ll take a way some memories and might end of missing being this age, I already know how difficult to remember it all when the young becomes the old.
adapted from tumblr
Oh yea, and a 'Easter' run.
12am. Hello brand new month Aprilfoolyou.
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