Mental note:

I mean what does being a teenager really mean without the crazy hormonal shitass feelings you feel sometimes, without the dramas and the bitching, the numerous infatuations you might have, without the arguments and disagreements you might have with your family and feel as though your whole world is crashing down on you and no one understands because it's the saddest story in the book and you're alone on it etc etc blast some angsty songs and cry and try to get on with life.

It's our teenage years, man. You don't get to dwell in this crazy depressed exciting stage for that much longer. As crazy and out-of-this-world this might sound right now, here's a mental note for myself: 

Treasure it. Every single moment. 

We're going to grow up in a few years' time, and by then we'll start to worry about getting a job, saving up for that house, or a car, or your future wedding. There will be no more time to get sad about the fact that you're old, no more chances to dream about your future- because well, the future's here. You're living it.

And to determine if you're really going to be living the "dream" in the future, right now matters. Work hard now, see the results later. Hard work never betrays. Eyes on the prize, people.

Looked through some of the jars I have filled with secondary school memories just this morning and it hit me again how time is just flying by so quickly. This year, I'm turning 18. 2 more years to 20, 3 more years to 21, 12 more years to the big 3 0. It's scary.

Hopefully (as cheesy as this sounds), I will grasp every chance that presents itself in front of me this year with positivity and with the "YOYO/YOLO" spirit. And if there are no chances that would present itself, I pray and I hope I will be spontaneous enough and put myself out there to create opportunities on my own. Then, it would be a youth not wasted, in my opinion. At least give myself something memorable to look back on when I'm old and crinkly.

For far too long, I've been keeping within my comfort zone, never bothering to step out of it. Talk to new people, make new friends, get out there and really live.

Why spend my youth regretting stupid things I had done or said and never get over them? Or wishing for that one true love that we all know is prolly never going to come until maybe when I'm ready for marriage (cringe). It's true what they say you know, in order for something to be special, it can't possibly happen so often in your life... perhaps once or twice. So instead of moping around how about we just be..... grateful thankful happy for everything that we have around us right now.

Ok enough of the matters of the heart word vomit. I know I've blogged about having that crazy 20 second courage everyone talks about. This year, I hope I will have that one moment of insane courage to do something, anything that I've always been too scared of.

It only requires that one step forward.

I say yes to change.