I was in this small town, lived like everyone else. Or did I? I didn't realise the stress among us, the students. Just a little annoyed with the amount of homework which took me past my bedtime. People talk. They talk about how you perform throughout the year, from the time you could barely talk to the time you are still wondering where is your next place after your high school, just like the presentation of national budget thingy. So I gotta live under the radar and do everything I could to be under it. But then I became the centre of the radar. I felt ashamed, of how I never knew I wanted it so much, so I kept my effort going and do my best just to be the one they like to talk about. Phew, it anyhow faded. I walked away with my pursuit of study. Things got a little different and there is no radar here. We barely know each other, and everything begins from zero, includes impression. If you continue doing it very well, people won't bother much and if you don't, they will say "try again next time!" "try harder" , which you will never get better by these words, to be honest. But the pride is gone. Short af. I wish to live it again, like how easier it was to live day by day with same bunch of peeps who actually care about you and your family. This town, we know how limited our limit is, how stuffy our mind is, and how eager we actually fight for our right. We don't usually get distracted by the concrete jungle business, but we just desperately need to have a perfect access to the nearest town. Talk about that one job YOU never done. Is this town aging? I have no idea. Just like how is this place can be used for tourism, no idea. People say "no job", it means "no high paying jobs". We used to look forward to grow a pair of wings to fly to the other side, just to feel how the other side feels. So when we get comfortable, our wings become heavier and heavier. Sadly it takes a date on the calendar or a heartbreaking phone call from home to make us to fly back. We always know the way to home, aren't we? This is the town of growing, nurturing and healing. We never got tired of going round and round of the town even though it looks the same every time. Indeed, it doesn't change a bit, it is the way you see it, changed.
