How many of us have changed since high school? I am not talking about the physical change. No one cares about how many kilos you have lost or what colour your hair is or when you last did waxing…save it honey
This is about an internal change. How I see the world and how the world sees me. How many of us can say the world sees me as I truly am? Then again, do we really wanna the show the world who we truly are?? Maybe not a good idea
I wonder why we always need something so bad and hurtful in our lives to change? It is always the loss of someone whom we love that pushes us to reexamine our lives and the decisions we have taken. There are two categories of people– those who spiral downwards and the ones who choose to cope with Prozac in such situations
I know friends who have lost their parent, it was the most life changing event for them. All of a sudden, they emerge more courageous then they had ever been. Can we ever cope with loss? You just pray hard that everyday is a better day and find the strength to push yourself when some days are hard.
How about a devastating breakup? Losing the person you love? Yes you do change, from declaring your undying love to them to secretly wishing they wake up one morning and find their genitals rotting away
Change is hard but it is necessary in order to survive. How many of us can look back on the days when we were only 17 and wondered if those same values could help us cope with our lives today? At that time, we were convinced we would end up marrying our very first bf and love was all that matters……lol the thought is hilarious 12 years later!
Back then all that mattered was getting good grades, the latest album from New Kids On The Block, Johnny Depp in 21 Jump Street, having our own clique, good allowances, dates, curfews, boyfriends and controlling parents.
Ok, some of us have still not come out of the controlling parents bit!
Surely, we can’t be talking about Jason Donovan, Nirvana and East 17 in an Asian Marketing Convention now can we?
Those were the days we laughed more and couldn’t wait to get out of school. Now, I wish I could crawl back to my sheltered life in school days. Never having to worry about bad bosses, crap salaries, annoying colleagues/friends, never having to be diplomatic, never needing to wear skirts or high heels
Yes….those were the days
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