it's like it's been only yesterday when i was down on my knees begging my mom not to let me wear a bra.

and it's like it's a while ago when i performed in front of a building of audience when i was in the fifth grade, reciting a piece for the declamation..

it's like it's last night that i have cried so bad and blamed my sister for it.

it's like it's a minute ago i was pretending the manager of a pop group my cousins and i invented when we were seven year olds..

it's like it was this afternoon when my mom took a snapshot of me naked..when i was a one year old..

it's like it's last Sunday when my cousin pooped in the floor in my grandparent's house and all of us freaked out and screamed in terror of the REALLY nasty smell..

and it's been last Tuesday when i discovered my first-ever crush in the second grade was my cousin.

it's like it's this morning when i had phobia over water and never wanted any baths..

last night i've scanned over lots of photo albums wiping out dust inside the household. I looked soooo cute before. very nice complexion, white skin, my "really-pushed-up" smile, my awkward pose. it was all early. and i was so innocent back then. i never thought before i would grow up like this. Everybody adored me. they liked to hug me a lot, they like to squeeze my cheeks until they bleed for mercy. they talk about lots of senseless things in another language, like "ooohh, how's my poochiepoopoo..it unything owrayt!?? ooohh..."..things like that.. i saw myself smiling with my teeth showing for the first time, and did i ever thought of..

"will i have pimples when i grow up!?"

"will i grow tall..or short?!"

"what would i be like then?!"

"will i still like watching Cartoon Network?"

"i hope i'll never grow like...((heheh))Jolina"

"will i be marrying Paulo Contis when i grow up((i had a crush on him when i was five))?"

"i hope not to grow up being a push-up..o maarte..."

"what will my favorite hobby be?!"

i never came to thought of these things before, and i am glad i didn't..if i did, i wasted my youth, waiting for answers for questions such as that..i am glad i spent my childhood the way a true blue kid would have spent it..if i did think of it, then, at this time, i guess, i would not be enjoying this teenaged life of mine if i knew what was coming...and i am glad i didn't expect such things to happen, for that it isn't much surprise anymore,such as freaking out when my first pimple showed up, or when i had my first period, and i thought i pooped in my panties..if i knew all about it, life would be boring...

so maybe, this day, i'll spend it like a true blue teenager..i will never come to think of who i will be marrying and what job will i be working on..tha's for any other time, cause when time comes i'm already old and REALLY gray, i will never regret my past self not living life in the proper time..and never think that i should've thought things like that when i was fourteen..

what was my point of view back then..!?...hehehe...that's my childhood to remember for now, because right now, i'll be cherishing my point of view when i am Xerez, finishing sophomore years and heading for a new world...the junior period of my highschool life..