"We'll be charm itself" -Clarrise Renaldi Princess diaries. I often look at relics of my past self,birthday cards,photos,appreciation day sticky notes going on and on about my occupation as a radiant beam of sunlight.It's bitter-sweet really,the bitter thinking how I've just become a faint shadow of my past self,my life growing more complicated as the years rush by with unexplainable haste.The sweet being growth,gaining wisdom,the triumphs the Good Lord placed upon my path and that through the wear and tear of the journey,I still stand. But life was really simple back then,way more than we gave it credit for.But nope,we spat at the simplicity.We had to try on the high heels,and mommy's lipstick.We had to carve out those big dreams for our future self,the ones that bore the expectations that we never quite seem able to live up to.We had to frown at those height charts whenever we didn't wake up an inch taller.And where are we now,circling at the