The alarm went off at 5:30 am. I open my eyes, I sit on the bed and once I look out the window I realize that it is still dark. I get up. I put both feet on the ground and remember that it is my first day of school. Back to the routine for me and a new beginning for a few hundred kids.
I am mesmerized looking at the closet. What will I wear today? It should be something practical. I have classes throughout the day and I want to feel good until I get home. I see the time. 6:00 am. I have class at 7:00 am, this way I have to run.
I put on a jean, a white flannel and some I talked. I look for my bag all over the room. Now that I think about it ... I should have fixed things last night. I put a notebook, a pen, a pencil and close. I leave my room and go to the bathroom. The morning progresses, I finish cleaning myself and I go to the kitchen. My mom and dad made me food… I wish they knew how much I appreciate them. I fill my thermos with water, put it in my bag with the rest of the things, say goodbye and go on my way.
6:30 a.m. I still have to struggle to get to school. I arrive at the school, I see the central courtyard again and I am surprised. There is not as much line to enter as expected. I don't remember which classroom I have classes in. Quickly, I check, I observe the time and it is 7:00 am. I'm late.
At 7:10 am I am outside my classroom. The class started and I feel a bit sorry for knocking on the door. Nonetheless, I do. The teacher notices my interruption. I apologize for being late and he asks me how calm, what can I get through.
The first class is exciting. After sleeping on vacation, you continually need something to occupy yourself with. When I finish, I meet certain friends at the door. We have lunch and at 1:00 pm I go home. These classes were also interesting. Expectations grow after each issue. At 1:30 pm I can already smell my independence.
I say goodbye to my friends and start my way to the house. As I walk, I review every moment of my day. It hasn't been too bad for me. I have good teachers, my classmates are nice, setbacks are constant, well… not everything could be perfect today. Maybe it could have been better, but that's what life is about, right? To be better every day.
2:00 pm. I arrive at my house, throw my things and throw myself on my bed. However, I remember what I mentioned to myself. In this way I get up, look for my bag and start to fix it for tomorrow. If I start by changing myself, with small details, maybe tomorrow I will be better.
The process of being in youth is complicated, it is almost a roulette of emotions and thoughts that cross and link you at any moment and for any reason. Sometimes you are happy, sometimes you feel that you are missing something, sometimes you feel that you can do more, sometimes you want to rescue the world, sometimes you are a child that no one comforts, and sometimes you are so much more than you can imagine. I could even mention that it is like living another phase of childhood, but in an adult phase. You feel that everything happens to you and you tend to believe that you are the center of everyone (despite being clear that this is not true). However, it must be recognized that just as it is chaotic, it also has moments of clarity that are enjoyed.
It's true about freedom and independence to make decisions and do activities, you can do and feel whatever you want; They have the possibility to tell you a lot, criticize or recommend you, but not stop you. It is in this way that you will continually get away with it. However, it must be kept in mind that in this period the only cause of our own choices and consequences is oneself, In this way that the suggestions of the most adult and experienced individuals is elementary, for this it must be assimilated with great intelligence.
But, the fact of being in a phase in which, in theory, we are already mature, leads us to become very aware of the probable results of our actions; that causes us to evaluate a situation a lot. Sometimes it results, however, in others, you just need to jump in and not think so much. Especially, I evaluate the pros and cons of my activities a lot, I link them with situations that are shown at home, I try to predetermine results, I limit myself if necessary. All the aforementioned, I constantly imagine supposed future scenarios, that sometimes causes me to limit myself, thus allowing many probable experiences to pass. (Never get to as much as I do).