The last teenage years of my life; 19. I have experienced the good and the bad with a lot of people and honestly, it was the best year to be in. I've had new experiences and met a lot of different people and I understood a lot of different things which back then, I was still too unripe to know or understand. It was a really great year, and I am beginning to miss all that right now.
At 19, I had fallen in love again for the second time. At 19, I had dated a guy who was such an asshole and I was glad I ignored him in the end. At 19, I went to a club with a few of my friends (unintentionally, if I must say). At 19, I got in to Bloco Singapura, the next best Singapore-based percussion band after Wicked Aura. At 19, I got my first gig with Bloco Singapura. At 19, I went out on a movie date with a guy for the first time. At 19, I got close to a lot of friends. At 19, I had my first shisha experience. At 19, I start regulating dresses as part of my essential wear. At 19, I wore better shoes. At 19, I did a lot of wonderful things.
This made me smile. All those little things. I could list down everything if I could. I wish to go on and on and on about how wonderful my life was at 19. And now, I am only left with a few days to enjoy my teenage life that I will be missing.
I'm turning 20 next week. Which means I am in the beginning of adulthood. Which means I cannot be fooling around and making bad decisions that may affect my life greatly. I know, I don't have a proper plan to where I want to go after I get my diploma. But I do have aspirations to carry on with my life. And that, I hope, will be a success with the help of Him.
Insya'Allah.
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