Oh the litte things I used to fret about...

As I grow older, I realize how some things in life matter less. Things that catches you by surprise when you were five no longer comes out as a surprise. Things that worried you so much you literally had sleepless nights when you were in primary no longer present themselves as threats. Events that seemingly represented the end of the world when you were Form 1 seem almost insignificant now. Exams that created so much stress your face popped its own pimples when you were Form 3 is now but bitter-sweet memories. The crushes you had and sometimes got emotional about all seem so silly now, oh hopeless romantic! The envious moments of your friends which often only led to more strife seem all but a waste of time and energy. The things that people say which bothered you so much back when you were young and seemingly helpless doesn't seem to matter now. The rumors that you hear about others which you more often than not were tempted to believe now leaves you wondering how true they were and if its even fair to cast any form of judgement. The major arguments and little fights with your siblings that made you feel like casting them out momentarily using your magic dust are now turning into meaningful and highly treasured conversations which only reminds you to appreciate them more. The promises that people made but break are all too common now, only reminding you to be wary and not follow in their footsteps. The constant nagging of your parents which only agitated you further seem to slowly make sense now. The little stuffs that you used to sweat about is probably not worth half a droplet of what is to be thought about now.

And it took me twenty-one good years to have less worries to go about,

Oh the little things I used to fret about...