Sex

Things don't actually get worse. We just grow up. And as we grow up we see that the world, in many ways, is not quite as beautiful or simple as we'd always pictured it. Not everything is about grades or impressions anymore; there seems to be things of greater importance than getting your maths homework done, or even getting a phenomenal ENTER score. Where everything seems black sometimes, perhaps it isn't black at all - perhaps, instead, it is merely an illusion created by the confusion of trying to comprehend all the things that were, that are and that could be. Trying to find our place in this world. But when it all becomes too much suddenly we are blind and can no longer see anything at all because of this overload of inarticulate jibberish. At the age of 17 the world we live in is still that of a child; we are still in the same routine that we were 12 years ago... wake up, go to school, go home, do homework, watch tv, sleep. Sure there may be some minor alterations along the way: learning music, playing sport, joining debating, playing sport, seeing friends and playing more sport. But even then, the repetition of a sport that you have been playing since the age of 9 hardly seems like progress from a child's world to that of an adult - perhaps that is the distinction between passions and simple pass-times though. We begin to ask questions that stretch beyond anything we can learn in school, and suddenly school becomes something that doesn't extend us, but limits us. We are yearning to break free of this perpetual routine, yet we cannot. We have to wait, and in the meantime, enjoy what it means to be 17. If we get too caught up in problems and questions that we do not yet possess the skills or tools to answer, then ultimately we are throwing away some of our most precious years; years that we will never get back. So why do it? I wonder that every day.

Life isn't all hehe haha.

When we lost our habitual positive attitude and juvenile enthusiasm, we didn't really lose them, we just moved above and beyond them. One day, however, on the journey to answering all these questions, it will come back.