I planned to sleep early this night, originally around 19 or 20, but since plans don't really work as it is directed... here I am, Still awake and alive. I was about to sleep when I decided to clean my things before the official start of the classes tomorrow. I have a lot of things scattered around, ranging from notebooks and books from the previous chapter of my life-the high school. So, before the stressful 'chapter' of college officially hit my block, I decided to clean as early as possible.
What can I say... Cleaning those mess wouldn't be such a big problem to encounter on, not as BIG as cleaning our dirty yard. However, what I thought of as a 'simple' chore turned out to be an emotional one when I started to look over the hidden-now scattered paraphernalia of my High School craziness. There were a lot of 'creative' materials/works, Investigatory Projects, papers with low scores, checked assignments, scratch papers, and etc. I still remembered every detail I put into those self-made crafts and as I saw the date a quick flashback suddenly came into my mind and I started laughing at all those 'stress'.
After cleaning and sorting which one is the most needed, I finally decided to throw most of my high school crafts leaving some sorts of important books and notes that might be useful this coming college. I feel so sad and I'm a bit teary eyed of what I did. Although, I don't really wanna do it[asking mom where to put these trashes], I need to do it and I need to move on and find something good and productive. I guess, that would be it... I need to leave all those memories behind, but surely I'll face the future with no fear and dissatisfaction and surely I'll work hard for it.
I realized, you wont know how valuable the time is not unless you've realized how many opportunities you've wasted just for nothing:)
What can I say... Cleaning those mess wouldn't be such a big problem to encounter on, not as BIG as cleaning our dirty yard. However, what I thought of as a 'simple' chore turned out to be an emotional one when I started to look over the hidden-now scattered paraphernalia of my High School craziness. There were a lot of 'creative' materials/works, Investigatory Projects, papers with low scores, checked assignments, scratch papers, and etc. I still remembered every detail I put into those self-made crafts and as I saw the date a quick flashback suddenly came into my mind and I started laughing at all those 'stress'.
After cleaning and sorting which one is the most needed, I finally decided to throw most of my high school crafts leaving some sorts of important books and notes that might be useful this coming college. I feel so sad and I'm a bit teary eyed of what I did. Although, I don't really wanna do it[asking mom where to put these trashes], I need to do it and I need to move on and find something good and productive. I guess, that would be it... I need to leave all those memories behind, but surely I'll face the future with no fear and dissatisfaction and surely I'll work hard for it.
I realized, you wont know how valuable the time is not unless you've realized how many opportunities you've wasted just for nothing:)
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