My tune: the silence of a Wednesday morning
When we were younger, we would dream alot of things. Our ideal prince charming, our dream wedding, our magical prom night.. every single detail of our lives are thought about by our imagination. Well, in my case, I would always always dream and think about my perfect summer holiday. Cheesy isnt it? But thats what kids do. I imagine myself.. bumming around with no more homeworks to do, watching tv all day, hogging the pc from dawn til dusk and of course, whats a summer without frolicking under the sun.
All these dreaming sessions normally happen while im sitting on that familiar brown wooden armchair, stuck in a four-sided room otherwise or rather dreadfully known as a classroom.Yes, my mind travels a thousand miles away from my brain in class. March..aah..yes. The last month of school. Thats when my mind travels the most.
Well, so much for that flashback of what used to be. At present, Ive grown out that childish behaviour. I no longer dream or fantasize my so-called perfect summer holiday anymore. In fact, I almost forgot that there is such a thing called the summer season. Ive grown accustomed of being a prisoner of the pressures in school that somehow, its all work and no play for me. Weekends became my summer vacation instead.
And now, I am here.Living in the summer season. But I dont really feel any spark of relief or joy that I have breaken free from school. Every single summer day seems empty. Theres nothing to do except for some few things lazy people do..like sleeping all day.
Its pretty weird since when I was still a little girl, my sisters and I enjoyed everyday of the summer.One summer, we enrolled in a swimming summer class and our classes we're scheduled MWF. Gee, at that time, I couldnt wait for our classday to come.My sisters and I would pretend that were mermaids and we'd play a certain game which we made up called "the shark-shark game." One of us will unfortunately be the shark and she'll swim, trying to catch a bait. Then after that, we would go underwater, pinched our noses and blow donut bubbles. At the end of the day, we were all sunburned.We were all as dark as charcoal..haha.Just looking back at those memories really make me feel nostalgic.
But again, that was the past. Everything changed.
I guess I left my heart during the school season.Yes, perhaps I did.
I miss school.And everything in between.
Ive enjoyed my junior year so much that I fell out of love for the summer.But I dont miss the torture of schoolworks, I miss just the feeling of being in school. Because there, I get to see the people that make me laugh and happy.My friends.
But hello? I havent gone completely crazy yet. Im not going to spoil my summer. I'll do something worthwhile.
I know, I am growing up this summer.
When we were younger, we would dream alot of things. Our ideal prince charming, our dream wedding, our magical prom night.. every single detail of our lives are thought about by our imagination. Well, in my case, I would always always dream and think about my perfect summer holiday. Cheesy isnt it? But thats what kids do. I imagine myself.. bumming around with no more homeworks to do, watching tv all day, hogging the pc from dawn til dusk and of course, whats a summer without frolicking under the sun.
All these dreaming sessions normally happen while im sitting on that familiar brown wooden armchair, stuck in a four-sided room otherwise or rather dreadfully known as a classroom.Yes, my mind travels a thousand miles away from my brain in class. March..aah..yes. The last month of school. Thats when my mind travels the most.
Well, so much for that flashback of what used to be. At present, Ive grown out that childish behaviour. I no longer dream or fantasize my so-called perfect summer holiday anymore. In fact, I almost forgot that there is such a thing called the summer season. Ive grown accustomed of being a prisoner of the pressures in school that somehow, its all work and no play for me. Weekends became my summer vacation instead.
And now, I am here.Living in the summer season. But I dont really feel any spark of relief or joy that I have breaken free from school. Every single summer day seems empty. Theres nothing to do except for some few things lazy people do..like sleeping all day.
Its pretty weird since when I was still a little girl, my sisters and I enjoyed everyday of the summer.One summer, we enrolled in a swimming summer class and our classes we're scheduled MWF. Gee, at that time, I couldnt wait for our classday to come.My sisters and I would pretend that were mermaids and we'd play a certain game which we made up called "the shark-shark game." One of us will unfortunately be the shark and she'll swim, trying to catch a bait. Then after that, we would go underwater, pinched our noses and blow donut bubbles. At the end of the day, we were all sunburned.We were all as dark as charcoal..haha.Just looking back at those memories really make me feel nostalgic.
But again, that was the past. Everything changed.
I guess I left my heart during the school season.Yes, perhaps I did.
I miss school.And everything in between.
Ive enjoyed my junior year so much that I fell out of love for the summer.But I dont miss the torture of schoolworks, I miss just the feeling of being in school. Because there, I get to see the people that make me laugh and happy.My friends.
But hello? I havent gone completely crazy yet. Im not going to spoil my summer. I'll do something worthwhile.
I know, I am growing up this summer.
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