Time and Butterflies

Time. It's where our memories and challenges flow. We all cherish the thought of time's wonders, but sometimes we underestimate and exhaust it's capabilities.

And although time will never run out, this particular event it seems as if it did. I'm an official high-school senior. And my time glass will be turned-over soon for college.

It will be soon. But for now, I think my current responsibilities would be to focus on studies and reminiscing time's cherished shares with me.

Not so long ago, I stepped into a room in which my expectations of it were disintegrated once I made my entrance. It's a dose of reality, but it's still an overwhelming feeling. I remember how dim and awkard it would be. There were acquaintances and strangers that occupy the space. All gathered together, confusion brought upon who's who, what's what, and where's where.

But this phase did not linger on. The clock continues to click and you can never stop it, all you have to do is adjust yourself, for time won't cease just for your sake.

After growing up from the freshmen status, we were able to feed upon new knowledge on basically about everything. If we go into deeper detail of this, we would take years pertaining to each one. But this is simply brief, for we don't want to waste much time no longer.

Now here we are back to the current swaying of life's pendulum. Certainly, if you've been through the time from the moment I stepped into the classroom, you'll see how we've adjust and changed. To most of us, the word "acquaintance" to one another has been omitted and renewed with the term "friend" or "buddy". Bonds were broken, others were made. Foes call truce to battle, while the closest of brothers start war. Love and other emotions came fluttering about us.

But the paragraph above just seems to sound like things got chaotic, right? However, you may be wrong for that perspective thought. It is simply us, opening ourselves to one another. Being carefree and comfortable to the company of the people around us. You can twist my words and make the thought more explanatory. It's like we were once little caterpillars. Aloof, confused, and juvenile. But as moments passed, the little caterpillar of ourselves learned values and everything around it, thus over time was able to feed upon what it learned, and finally grew out of its feelers and became a beautiful butterfly. Spreading its wings, signifying everything about it. Ready to take on the world.

We're all beautiful butterflies ready to fly off and face the world :D