Tuesday, August 5, 2014

Today, I survived.

     Growing up is not as glamorous and fantastic as you initially think when you're a kid. Actually, it's kind of the worst. You have to pay for bills, you have to work a job so that you have money to pay those bills, you find out that human society is a failing race, and a plethora of other reasons as to why growing up sucks. At the same time, maturing, not just our physical selves, but our mental state, is such a wonderful process.

     As I grow older, I realize how true the words from my parents' mouthes were: don't do that to your hair because you'll regret it later on, you have to do this so that you avoid this problem, yada yada yada. In a sense, maturing into adulthood is testing the abilities that we are supposed to have gained through the disgruntled cries and shouts of our parents' wisdom. I am happy to say that my sheltered childhood really did help me out in the end. I managed to survive a year on my own in the City of Nightmares, Storm's End, thanks to the teachings of my overbearing parents.

     Each stage of my life has become some sort of metamorphosis; the larval stage of my adolescence, the pudgy caterpillar in middle school, the brewing cocoon in high school, and the fabulous butterfly of college. Now, I've evolved even further. I know, you didn't think it was possible, right? But at some point in time, around the years of the dinosaurs, I'd like to believe that butterflies grew into the majestic Ptero-freaking-dactyl. Scientifically, I may be incorrect (for a fact, I know I am incorrect), but in the mind of the Asian, the butterfly turned into a pterodactyl.

     Like the larva, I was just born into the world, discovering what life was; learning the language, the colloquialisms, the good and bad, how to have fun. As I entered into my middle school years, the hungry hungry caterpillar fed off of people's ideas and sought friendship amongst the others. By high school, you would have thought that I became the butterfly; no. Rather, I was the cocoon still determining what I was going to pop out and become. Would I become the camo-fly that blended with it's surroundings or some colorful beast that pooped sprinkles and rainbows? Well, when I got to college, I transformed into the latter. I've discovered what I truly was meant to be, and I thought that the growing was over. No.

     Coming to Storm's End, I never realized how tough life was out here. It wasn't until I was transferred to Mount Beverly that I understood how much stronger I had to become. As each day passed from that godforsaken place, my fragrant wings and body turned into the fearsome pterodactyl. I became the bitch of all bitches, the Queen of Sass. And for once in my life, I could finally stand up for myself and say no. So this majestic flying beast gained what I was missing: a backbone.

     So have I changed while being out here? Yes. But I have changed for the better and accomplished a lot of the things I cam down here to do; be a part of a movie, take dance classes, grow as an artist, and most importantly, grow as a human being. My advice to you readers, go out there and explore the world. We only have one life to live and it's one of the best feelings to just go out there and lay yourself bare.





Sincerely,
An Asian