you can't always see when you're right

so much's been happening recently.
for one thing, teacher's day celebrations are finally over.
it was amazing, seriously. despite slight glitches and some criticism, i think we 11th graders put up a fantastic show, much much better than the show put up by the 12th graders, simply because we managed to do so well despite being given lesser time than them.

and yes, if you can sense some bitterness in my words, it's because it's there.

but anyway, i wore a saree for the first time in almost 10 years (wore one in 1st grade for some fancy dress, haha). i was really scared i wasn't going to be able to pull it off, but judging from what everyone else said, i think it looked pretty decent :)

now practices are over and i don't want to attend classes! when will the farewell come? ;P

tomorrow, i'm going to give my first peer education class on substance abuse.
it feels so weird, 3 years back, i was the one sitting in the class listening to my seniors, and i used to think, 'wow, these people are so big and smart and well.. seniors!'
and now i'm that senior.
time passes by so quickly. and our paradigms change so dramatically.
does this happen at every stage of life?
but does this also mean that we start realizing the naiveness of our younger years, and hence lose the charm of childhood?
because if 3 years ago, i used to think so differently, what will happen after 10 years? or when i'm old and looking back on life?
so does this mean that despite being very necessary and useful, experience actually kind of takes away the very essence of the unknown and makes life duller?