There’s an art to growing old
I’ve got a long weekend ahead of me–no review classes tomorrow. I’m gonna be spending my Friday studying for my Spanish finals though because I really want to pass and make it to the graduation. Tonight however, I will just chill and unwind. I got my period tonight and during class I experienced the worst dysmenorrhea spell ever. My entire stomach and upper thighs felt like they were on fire or something. I felt extremely awful and I even considered going home because it was really that bad. As a result I got tons of wrong answers on the Language Profficiency drill that we did today. To think that I got a 91 on that the first time I tried last week.
After class today I met my mom and my sister at the Power Plant and bought myself some chamomile tea. I don’t know why I did that. It just came to me this afternoon that I liked tea and that I wanted to buy some. I don’t actually like tea per se; I just like the warm feeling you get when you swallow a mouthful of tea. Maybe it was the weather that made me crave for that warmth. Could you believe it actually rained today? In the middle of the summer! It was so nice not to feel the scorching heat of the sun on my skin whenever I go outdoors.
My sister wanted to buy this book that teaches you how to draw manga. For some reason she suddenly decided that she liked to draw, and since then she has been searching high and low for this certain book. Unfortunately, Page One didn’t have it and neither did Power Books. I was passing by the Classics section at Power Books to see if they had a book on Indian folk tales or mythology when I spotted a copy of A Little Princess by Frances Hodgson Burnett. I didn’t find the book that I was looking for but I bought A Little Princess because it was my favorite book as a kid and I want to reminisce about my childhood. Upon paying for the book I suddenly realized that I will never ever be a kid again (although I still look like one, sorta). That made me feel quite sad. I wanted all the innocence and laughter of my childhood back, but with every passing day I am getting closer and closer to the harsh realities of the real world. And I’m not so sure I really want that.
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Lauryn,
Enjoy being a teenager. It’ll be all over soon. I kinda miss it. Cheers!
A little Princess was one of my favourite books too. I also loved ‘The Secret Garden’….ah, time’s slipping through our fingers..I just wanted to tell you that I REALLY enjoy visiting your blog ^^ Btw, I also have such periods..know how you felt…
I tried reading A Little Princess, but it just wasn’t my thing. My favorite book as a child was Matilda. Roald Dahl is still one of my favorite authors. Period cramps suchs a whoole bunch.
*HuG* Lauryn, growing up sucks. Did you ever read “Adrian Mole - Growing Pains”? It´s fun.
I never heard of little princess, I have to see if I can get it too. 
Have a great weekend Lauryn!
ick… there there lauryn *pat pat* yes, growing up sucks… eventhough i just turned 15, all year of highschool i’ve wished to be a little kid again. I hate responsibities… o_O and growing up… yet sigh. No worries lauryn… hehe one plus about growing up, and if you like children, when you have your own, you’ll be able to charrish a childhood all over again… haha yes maybe along with some aches and pains of growingup, but…. haha it would be sure interesting to have a little lauryn around, wouldn’t it be? You actually have (or at least seem =P ) to have a path to follow in life, hehe why not use it and look forward to growing up? hehe unlike little me. Heheh, but yes, charrish your years now =)
oh and of course g’luck on your spanish final!
I like chamomile