What wouldn't I trade for a time machine?

You were promised a free ticket, free popcorn and free drinks. So you decided to go along and watch the movie, Enchanted even though it wasn't a movie you were looking forward to.


As soon as you enter the cinema, you start to regret even more.


True love? What the heck.


And you look at your watch time and time again. But you sit there waiting for it to end soon when you start to realise that you're enjoying it.


The popcorn taste like rubber, the guy behind you keeps kicking the back of your seat but you are enjoying every single detail of the movie that you couldn't care less about what's happening around you.


The movie ends and you wish it hadn't because somehow or rather, you were reminded about the past. About how you were also once a kid who believed in fairytales.


You walk out of the movie theatre and start to ponder about how growing older had made you into a totally different person.



You aren't the same girl who wanted to marry a prince and live happily ever after.

You aren't the same girl who wanted a fairy godmother.

You aren't the same girl who wanted to have dwarfs, pixies, and elves as friends.

And it's because you grew up to face the reality.

All you need now is a contenting life which you know that all that above will not promise you.

Because it's fantasy. It's stupid.

Because you grew up.



As a kid, you wished for a wishing wand to fast forward time, to make yourself grow older.

Because you never knew then what adolescence would bring you.

But now you want a time machine to turn back time to make you a kid again.

So you could enjoy life without having to worry about exams, homework etc.

So you could enjoy childhood again.



As a kid, even reading peter and jane seemed like a chore to you because you never knew about the existence of renaissance, reformation and revolutions.

Getting the answer right to five plus six made you scream with joy and that's because you never knew about the existence of differentiation and integration.

But now you do, which is why you want to turn back time.

You were living in your own litte world then.

A nice little world where Mr. Bean could make you laugh.

But you are old now and you have to face the cruel world.

You have to wake up and smell the coffee.

This is the real world.



Childhood, teenage life. Two totally different worlds.

It makes you think what would adulthood bring you.

And you shudder just thinking about it.


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On a completely unrelated note, the class party was a total blast. Even though many of them weren't able to make it, I just thank God I wasn't one of those idiots.