now and then
what did i know?
honestly, what did i know?
what did i think i would see? what did i think i would NOT see?
who did i think i would meet? or better yet, who did i think i would NOT meet?
i could list quite a few, but in a way, it wouldn't do me good because in a couple of years, it would be different.
i am twenty years old. twenty. i don't feel twenty. i feel so much younger. i feel that being twenty means you have to know more than what i know now. perhaps i will finally understand what the elders say: 'age means nothing and so do the years. it's all about wisdom that matters'.
i keep looking at myself in the mirror... i see me when i was 17 then when i was 19. so much has gone by, at the same time, not much as gone by. i was bald when i was freshly 19, and when i'm freshly 20, my hair is touching my shoulders.
perhaps that means nothing to you, my dear readers, but when you have shaved your head off, the very idenity of you have been bared for all the world to see, you will understand.
it's not a bad thing to be bald. to be a freshman of GALLAUDET UNIVERSITY!!! ain't nothing wrong with it. just as long as you can see that you're NOT what they see, but that you are what YOU see.
that's all that will ever matter. even till the day you get married, the day you have children, the day they get married, the day they have children, and even the day they die. you are all that matters to them, and to yourself.
perhaps this entry is for me, a simple reminder for myself in the future, but it is also a simple reminder for my daughter/son. be everything you want to be. just as long as you don't experience harmful things because you can be ANYTHING you set your mind to.
honestly, what did i know?
what did i think i would see? what did i think i would NOT see?
who did i think i would meet? or better yet, who did i think i would NOT meet?
i could list quite a few, but in a way, it wouldn't do me good because in a couple of years, it would be different.
i am twenty years old. twenty. i don't feel twenty. i feel so much younger. i feel that being twenty means you have to know more than what i know now. perhaps i will finally understand what the elders say: 'age means nothing and so do the years. it's all about wisdom that matters'.
i keep looking at myself in the mirror... i see me when i was 17 then when i was 19. so much has gone by, at the same time, not much as gone by. i was bald when i was freshly 19, and when i'm freshly 20, my hair is touching my shoulders.
perhaps that means nothing to you, my dear readers, but when you have shaved your head off, the very idenity of you have been bared for all the world to see, you will understand.
it's not a bad thing to be bald. to be a freshman of GALLAUDET UNIVERSITY!!! ain't nothing wrong with it. just as long as you can see that you're NOT what they see, but that you are what YOU see.
that's all that will ever matter. even till the day you get married, the day you have children, the day they get married, the day they have children, and even the day they die. you are all that matters to them, and to yourself.
perhaps this entry is for me, a simple reminder for myself in the future, but it is also a simple reminder for my daughter/son. be everything you want to be. just as long as you don't experience harmful things because you can be ANYTHING you set your mind to.