flying kites...

[wrath_of_circe]

When I was a kid, my brother and I went through a kite-making phase. Every weekend, we'd make monstrous contraptions out of paper, barbecue sticks, glue and whatever was around. My brother was a conceptual genius even then, and he could design all sorts of things that I couldn't. I stuck to the original diamond-shaped kite with a bit of string

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[sly_n_cunning]

The idea of wondering what the possibilities are if I actually had the ability to grab every opportunity that came my way made me want to bang my head on the wall a long way back.

I suppose I couldn't understand why Kei (our H.S. valedictorian) had achieved so much at such a young age - ice skater champ, gymnast, ballerina, academic goddess who didn't even have to go to class so much, and etc. At that time, I hoped that I could do nearly ANYTHING and EVERYTHING if I put my mind to it really...but it's not like I really want to know all those things because I want to - I realized, it was just for the credit. *sigh*

I worry that instead of appreciating every precious moment, in the end, I'll be expecting my name on a plaque that validates me. :( poop.