Love is All About High School.

Back then, I was like any other adolescent - full of life, beaming with enthusiasm, exuding from confidence and tormented by raging hormones and uncontrollable emotions. The world was my oyster and It was mine to be conquered. A time of zero responsibility and endless dreams. That secondary school life was the most beautiful thing that I had encountered. Its where we make life long friends, where we meet our first loves. A place where we learn not only about equations and formulas, but about the bigger picture. 10 years on, somewhere I lost some of that "youthful exuberance". . Where is that Girl ? That Girl was full of life ! That Girl was full of hope ! That Girl was ME.

" Human cells are made thousands of times in a day. When a week passes, though a person may still look the same, they will slowly change into another being. Who I am now... only exists in this moment. I don't want what I am feeling right now to vanish. I want to ___... In that way, I want to be unique, be my own self. Worrying about how you are perceived and judged by other everyday. Being in that situation, spending my days in suffering. I don't want it. I want to make deep, deep friendships. I want to experience a strong and sincere youth. I want to ___ ... I want to do it.. I want to do it.. I want to do it.. "

- [ Shinomura Etsuko, Ganbatte Ikimasshoi ]