I was so young, I had no idea...

Three years ago I was a high school senior. I had a time of my life that year, dare to say I am blessed with good memories (I know not everyone enjoyed high school and/or their senior year). Enjoyed math class and theater club the most (wow, I'm such a nerd). Now that a friend of mine who was a (little) sophomore is a senior in high school, collecting all the last bit of good memories she could while she still have the chance, she reminds me of me 3 years ago.

Do I dare to go back to re-live those precious happy moments? No, even I no longer participate in theater work and miss it with all my heart. Not going back, can't go back, not after all the things I've gone through, and the lessons learn from the hardships and celebrations. No, not after all these. I can't reverse back to that girl who was still searching for purpose of life, for I have found it, and no matter how hard it is to hold on, I can't give it up.

My dream, no, God's dream for me, is what I want the most.