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Stepped down from council last Friday. Don't really feel upset about it but it just feels a little weird at times.
When I check my phone/email, it feels a little weird that I have no new messages.
When I'm putting on my collar pins, it feels a little weird to put just 1 rather than 3.
When I put my hands in my pocket, it feels a little weird that the council room key's not there.
When I reach school, it feels a little weird when I don't go to the atrium to hang out.
When it's morning assembly, it feels a little weird not standing in the front anymore.
When school ends, it feels a little weird not being able to go to the council room.
But I guess life moves on from there, doesn't it. All the fun (though extremely crazy and tiring) times that we had are now just memories. No more worrying about deadlines, no more improvising when the plan doesn't seem to work, no more staying till late in school just to do up the banners or last minute stuff.
And there's no looking back from now. As much as there's the ever-present mother hen in me which worries about how things are going now and that I'm itching to see how things are going on right now, I know that I've got to let go. It's their turn to carry on what I've done. Ultimately, whether they rise to the occasion or just crash and burn, there's nothing that you can do because they're going to have to learn by themselves. Right now, all that I can do is just to focus on what's lying ahead of me (although I don't really know what is lying ahead of me).
When I check my phone/email, it feels a little weird that I have no new messages.
When I'm putting on my collar pins, it feels a little weird to put just 1 rather than 3.
When I put my hands in my pocket, it feels a little weird that the council room key's not there.
When I reach school, it feels a little weird when I don't go to the atrium to hang out.
When it's morning assembly, it feels a little weird not standing in the front anymore.
When school ends, it feels a little weird not being able to go to the council room.
But I guess life moves on from there, doesn't it. All the fun (though extremely crazy and tiring) times that we had are now just memories. No more worrying about deadlines, no more improvising when the plan doesn't seem to work, no more staying till late in school just to do up the banners or last minute stuff.
And there's no looking back from now. As much as there's the ever-present mother hen in me which worries about how things are going now and that I'm itching to see how things are going on right now, I know that I've got to let go. It's their turn to carry on what I've done. Ultimately, whether they rise to the occasion or just crash and burn, there's nothing that you can do because they're going to have to learn by themselves. Right now, all that I can do is just to focus on what's lying ahead of me (although I don't really know what is lying ahead of me).