From teeny to lady

Music. Noise. People clad in red and black.

Red and black.

Red.

Black.

I was getting dizzy with the repeating color scheme. Overwhelming enough, the colors seem to jive with my anxiety and nervousness. At that moment, "calm" was nowhere to be found. Instead, "fear" and "worry" ate my weak mind and soul, and slowly chewed on my body.

The crowd grew larger as I peeked through the dusty window of the bungalow house. Hi here, hello there. Greeting everywhere. Friends who I've never seen for a long time suddenly came. They were looking for me. Looking for the girl who's about to become a full-grown lady in just minutes. 

Minutes of teeth-clashing suspense.

Palm sweating, body shaking, mind wandering.

"It's about time," the coordinator said. I held my prince's hand as we sneaked past the starving guests. Hiding though not really hidden. My heart was throbbing as we reached the staying area. I can't contain myself. I can't sit comfortably. I can't breathe normally. I can't remain steady. And, clearly enough, the girdle I was wearing added to the complication.

Suddenly, I felt fingers brushing against mine. It was my prince's hand.

"It'll be okay. Relax, calm down," he said. But I just can't seem to absorb his advice. My mind was clouded with thoughts, and there was no space for a little heap of oxygen to pass. I felt that my brain will explode in just minutes. I felt uneasy. He made me feel better, but the nervousness won't go away.

Introduction. Welcoming. AVP music. 

I grew more nervous.

The emcee called my parents to walk down the wonderfully-lit pathway.

I felt cold sweat all over my body. Buckets of 'em. 

Makeup already washed away. Foundation almost non-existent. Lips almost bare.

The emcee mentioned my name as they motioned me to make my grand entrance. I was escorted by my prince, who was as dead nervous as I was.

Heads turned. All eyes on me. I felt shy, since I'm not used on being the center of attention--- and attraction. They were all smiling, and although I seem to reciprocate their happiness, deep inside, I was wondering, "Is this real? Am I really walking down here? OMG, I sooo cannot believe this!"

Few more steps to go.

As I held my long, balloon gown to keep myself from tripping, I became overjoyed. Seeing the most important people in my life, standing there gazing at my seemingly amazing presence, was truly a delight for me. "Calm" finally showed up, and it pushed "worry" and "nervous" away from me. Little by little, I felt comfortable, knowing that, after all, I was the star of the night.

Three more steps to go.

Three.

Two.

One.

I was greeted by a bunch of confetti poking right at my face, with the guests applauding and cheering for me. The lights went intense, several cameras worked their shutters, and a huge amount of smoke was slowly released before me.

And by that, I already knew: the little, naive and childish girl writing this disorganized essay is not so little, naive and childish anymore.

And yeah, welcome to womanhood. ;)

Yours truly, now 18 and legal. XD

 

 Picture courtesy of: Mr. Claude Gan. :)  Thank you!