I’m not getting older, I’m just becoming classic.

     Finished at the gym early today so I went straight home. I still have a lot of energy so I decided to blog outside. I don’t want to go to coffee shops and I don’t to go far from home either. So I changed the game and went to Buhangin Shrine, just a few steps from our house. I totally forgot about this place. This used to be my playground when I was a kid. Me and my cousins, of the same or near age brackets, would go here on the weekends. It has all the things a playful child wants: a wide meadow surrounded by flowers and trees, some neat hidden spots, scenic pond with bridge, various farm animals and an overlooking view of the North, truly breath-taking. I totally forgot  about those. This place used to be so magical. A lot has changed maybe because I haven’t visited the place for a very long time. I sat at edge of the stairs and I began writing.

     Change. In line with this topic, I am officially adding a year on my age! Damn it. I’m old. As what my header says: I’m not getting older, I’m just becoming classic. I refuse to be called old. Please just don’t. There’s nothing wrong with getting old but the association with the word (elder, responsibility, marriage, and other incriminating words) is just exasperating. Anyway, classic as defined by Google is judged over a period of time to be of the highest quality and outstanding of its kind. Would you consider yourself becoming classic? I think I can. I could be, in my own standards I could be. The Jeff last year would agree. I am of my highest quality in my own kind of way. I personally and humbly believe that I have grown far from what I was. Hopefully for the better. I’ve embraced growth and maturity. I have change a lot. I have gained new experiences and learning. I learned how to cook. To live by myself. To budget money and allocate expenses. I’ve lived alone for 6 months or so. I learned how to blog. Learning how to vlog. Encountered new situations at work. Visited Australia and enjoyed the people and its culture. All of these experiences have been a tool to open my eyes, widen the scope of learning and to have a new perspective. I’ve changed. But who am I to say this? Only those people around could really tell. Can you tell though? hahaha…

     There is nothing shameful in change. I am a year older and I am more prepared than ever to face whatever the Universe has prepared for me. Come on, Jeff. It is time to hustle. I can feel and really relate to the cliche sentences “Time is ticking” and “You’re not getting any younger.” No more procrastinating for me. Move. I hope when I read this post in the near future, I could say to myself “You did it, You have made the old you proud”. No pressure but take things slowly. Hang loose but not too loose. Enjoy life. Enjoy now. I’m excited on the bright future ahead of me. There’s so much to look forward to. This is only the beginning.

     A beautiful year has passed. A lot of good memories I will treasure. I am thankful for the people I have met and looking forward to the people I will meet. I am thankful to have experienced both the good and the bad. I am a different person before. I am a new person now. I am better. I am becoming classic.

I will just leave it here. Don’t grow old but become classic.

-The Wonder Boy

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