We’re all grown up.

Lately I’m always thinking about how I don’t have the impression of a senior. I think in these years of high school, I have been so caught up in the present that I forgot to take a few glimpses into the past. I guess I realized that we’re all grown up now. We’re no longer those kids who are pushed to talk to that one boy we like. We’re not the kids who feel the need to be friends with certain people because we are insecure. We’re not the kids who turn away when the movie turns into a kissing scene. 

We’re all grown up now.

We’re now in that awkward stage between being a kid and being an adult. We don’t do adult things, but we don’t do kid things either. We compromise between the two and do teenage things. We are now more confident in ourselves, more sure of our own abilities and no longer feel the need to impress “cool” people. We are young adults applying to college, preparing to step out into the real world where parents are no longer there to remind you to do your homework or eat more fruits.

We’re all grown up. 

In the last couple of years, I’ve had experiences that I never would have thought of having as a kid. In a few years, the things I dream of now will become a part of my daily life. I won’t have to wish for it, hope for it. It’ll become so normal, so ordinary, that I will forget what it was like to be a teenager patiently waiting for it.

We’re no longer kids.

At the same time, that only reminds me how quickly time passes. It reminds me to treasure my youth. Because surely, in a few years, I’ll look back to my high school life and wish to relive the happy-go-lucky days where I didn’t have to worry about work and paying my bills, just as how now I look back and wish to be a kid again, when your responsibilities are to play and make new friends. Surely, one day, I’ll wish for the innocence of a seven year old kid, who doesn’t know the world’s hatred, the world’s loneliness, and the world’s hardships.

I can’t believe we’re all grown up now. Reality has finally caught up with time.