Progression and Growth

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            We all mature at some point. Growing is the inevitable part of life. Children acts like adults, while adults want to look younger. I guess that is the irony of youth and growth. I am 20 now, not a teenager anymore, however not quite an adult. So in short I am in the midst of confusion. Hehe! No in all seriousness, I am going through the “in the middle”, perhaps some people call it progression.

            As I mature, I observe lots of introspection going through my mind and emotions. I evaluate how I feel or sometimes, evaluation just goes naturally that I combine it with imaginations. They very much contraindicate with each other. Introspection enables me to examine my realities and my histories, while my imagination lets me create scenarios to make up for my inadequacies or a lack of thrill in my life.

           I know I sound very ungrateful. Life is full of suspense: the making or becoming to be better or for complete restoration. I guess we are all carved every single day, to be prepared for certain moments. However, I believe I am carved in order to be presented, and then broken down again once it is over.

           However, I am doing the best I can to cherish life, because I am only 20 once. Soon, I am older and I want to look back and think about these moments where youth is still in the air. Hopefully, I will make more memories that are unlike any other.

            Stagnation is what I dread, but I know every day I am progressing. I believe nobody ever stays the same. We all experience different things in life and we may not notice them as we are moving along, but when we look back in the future, these little things are going to become the most precious memories. So enjoy life and make memories.

This is Jasmine De La Cerna, Signing Off ❤

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Comfort of Familiarity

This is my first blog, and it is already getting personal. Ha! Definitely making the best of this.

I have my shared moments of regrets, brokenness, and crazy. Those never left my mind though. They are not just a memory where people can retrieve over time. Flashbacks force me to remember them, and it feels like my mind keeps going through them. For whatever reason, I do not know, but maybe I have a lot more lessons to learn than I think.

They usually make me feel bitter about myself. Because those oh… so… precious memories are not very precious. They are my imperfections, faults, and sometimes the good times too. Well… about 90% precious and 10% “junk”.

Writing I noticed that my prose and poems consisted of the past. Probably because I have never been to the future before, so there is not much to talk about in the fast forward realm other than my goals, hopes, and dreams, and I had a lot of that growing up, as I scribble on my paper on “what I want to become when I grow up” in elementary school.

However, the past… that I could retrieve and talk about. Even if every single one of my will is against it. I seem to focus on the ancient history of life and events. Probably because even though the past is excruciating to watch and remember, they are familiar and my mind finds comfort in familiarity oh… so… very much. So I guess you could say that my mind is obsessed with the comfort of the excruciating past. Yup, that sounds about right.

You will be reading a lot of past and present experiences and futures hopes in this blog. Mostly mine, but they are always universal. I do not go into personal details about my own experience, generality is such a beauty, so why waste it?

This is Jasmine De La Cerna, Signing Off ❤