Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Time Passes

It's three months now since I have started working in the real world. Looking back in time I still can remember the day I stepped into kindergarten. A day filled with smiles and the excitement overwhelming. Then the time came when I started primary school. Those times were just being with friends, playing, homeworks and recess. Playing "police entry", "champion", then falling down and scraping knees and elbows. When I was a kid I just wanted to grow up fast. Seeing all the adults and working life...I just wanted to get there. Then moved on to secondary school days. Teen life began. All the ups and downs of the adolescent age which pretty much is a carefree life. Never realized it then.

Became a kindergarten teacher awhile. I love kids!Moved on to college met interesting people. Life was still not so bad. The most interesting part of my life was to deal with a bunch of youths soon after that!! When I became a youth pastor! Man, that was tough. But sailed through. The memories are ever so precious.

Went back to college again and it was a beautiful time. Met great friends who are now my close friends. Miss the times of getting crazy together, crying on each others shoulder, burning midnight oil to get done with assignments, hair pulling moments preparing for exams, the movies, ice skating, shopping and so many things. We all have come through that.

Life back then was much easier though at that time it felt like the greatest challenge ever. Now working for real is not easy. It is a different road by itself. The challenges are even greater. There are times I feel like giving up. Just throwing everything aside and running off to a solitude. But then again it is those challenges that is maturing me each day. In a way I am afraid to face what is ahead of me. I am not sure whether I am able to live up to the expectations. There is tiny part of me that looking forward to the adventure ahead. Hmmm...confusing. Well, life goes on. So I shall just push forward.

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