There are these rare moments (a lot of them) that I feel pressured because of my age. It’ll only be a month before I turn 23 and I just got to thinking of the time when I was in high school and when I thought that I would be achieving so much by 23 years old. But changes happened. Situations changed. Plans changed. I changed. And now, I am a young adult, feeling a lot pressure and bearing so much weight on my shoulders. And sometimes a twinge of regret and failure creeps in too. There are a lot things a 20-something is supposed to do and I’m not doing them now.
My head was aching yesterday when I had my 4am classes.I could not concentrate well. I only had almost 3 hours of sleep and I was very tired. And no, I wasn’t working nor was I reading. I was browsing facebook, instagram and twitter and basically just getting some information about the Taylor Swift-Kim Kardashian drama. I was so into it: reading tweets, stalking Instagram profiles and reading Facebook articles, that I didn’t notice I was scrolling for about three hours already.
(c) Elevate Imus
“Dyan, please lead the prayer.”
I blinked my eyes two times to make sure I heard the name right.Me? Did he say my name? My hands start sweating. My heart is pounding. I’m racking my brains for excuses to give. Anxiety is building up and I’m sure my prayer is going to fail.