childhood myth. :)

*this has been a long due draft. i made this during some months of 2009 or 2010. and i just decided to complete and publish this post. haha.*

anyway. this post was inspired by my literature prof when i was in third year. it was the first exercise or assignment, i think, that she made us do. it was about our childhood myth. since our literature class then was all about myths and whatnot, she told us to make our own, based on the experiences we had during childhood.

i actually got excited, at first, since i always think of my childhood. the weird childhood of mine, i remembered all those things that i did when i was a kid. and i was really insane, which didn't change until now. anyway. so i did write my childhood myth.

i'll just tell the highlights of that thing. haha! because i really can't remember the whole thing that i wrote, just the details, i think. but the bottomline of the story was i thought that i was an alien. these were my reasons: 1. i don't like the normal kids. i don't speak tagalog, i don't speak english. go figure how i talked. 2. i have the most unique toys. my car's a cellphone, my doll is a paperbag holder, and animal figures are pieces of lego which do not even look like an animal. i sometimes put my toys in a container, and bring them everywhere i go. i have special connections with them because i consider them as 'friends'. friends, meaning, i talk to them. weird huh?

more strange, that i still do now, i talk, sing and laugh to myself. i talk to the clouds, trees and anything that i could see. i could survive a day just wandering in just one place, staring, eating and taking pictures of them. though i didn't have a camera back then. so yeah.

when i was a kid, i considered myself as a loner since i am an alien. everybody thinks that i weird. yeah, i didn't even know by that time that i am gay, but i was already acting one. ironic.

and look at me now. i am now gay. though, i still talk to myself, still loves toy-like things, and still collecting small pieces of things that reminds me of what i was when i was a kid.

one thing that i realized when i was writing my childhood myth: it's actually a good thing remembering those childhood memories that you did. of course, you'd miss those times. and of course, it's your choice to relive those memories. just to feel that you were that kid, and that childhood myth helped you be who you are, and the basis of what you are, now.

anywaaaay. it's already way passed my bedtime, i should sleep now. i'll be conquering the world. again. later. haha.

hanggang sa muli, masugid na mambabasa. :)