one thing that annoys me about school, especially during my younger years, is that I had all the time in the world but wasn’t interested in those boring classes.

If I could have all that time now to learn about math, history, and read books, I would be so down, but at that time, I just didn’t care.

It's intriguing how our perspectives shift with time. School seemed so tedious back then, yet now the opportunity to dive into learning feels like a treasure. Perhaps it's a reminder that curiosity and passion grow as we do, and it’s never too late to ignite that spark of interest.