I'll just cry it all out.
I hope tomorrow or next week or next month, everything will be okay.
When all the tears are gone.
***
Update:
I did cry it all out. Though some things are not yet final, others undecided and hanging wide open for either rejection or confirmation, I would like to believe that the worst is over for 2010. I will be okay, things will be how I expect them to be and I will tell you all about it when I'm ready.
Monday, November 29, 2010
Monday, November 01, 2010
From Em and Dex, because I don't want to quote Rory Gilmore anymore
The past three weeks had been crazy and this coming week could rival those three.
I can only speak in vague terms now. I will tell you all about it when all worries have already transformed into stories. See, that's still vague, right? All I can say is that everything's happening so fast, which, in a way, sounds like an allusion to how my life started here in Singapore anyway.
For now, I can just keep my fingers crossed, hope for the best and be strong enough to deal with whatever comes. That's so frumpy, saying it this way. So I'll leave it to Em and Dex, Dex and Em (yes, that's how Dex says it), characters from One Day by David Nicholls, to complete this entry for me. Their words are what I would have probably said (or needed) at this point in my life, so the comforting quotes start here:
Dexter:
I know...that you feel a little bit lost right now about what to do with your life, a bit rudderless and oarless and aimless but that's okay, that's alright because we're all meant to be like that at twenty-four*. In fact, our whole generation is like that. I read an article about it, it's because we never fought in a war or watched too much television or something.
Emma:
Just the whole of our lives, stretching ahead of us...Independent adult life.
She didn't feel like an adult. She was in no way prepared. It was as if a fire alarm had gone off in the middle of the night and she was standing on the street with her clothes bundled up in her arms, if she wasn't learning, what was she doing? How would she fill the days? She had no idea.
The trick of it is to be courageous and bold and make a difference. Not change the world exactly, just the bit around you. Go out there with your double-first, your passion and your new Smith Corona electric typewriter** and work hard at...something. Change lives through art maybe. Write beautifully. Cherish your friends, stay true to your principles, live passionately and fully and well. Experience new things. Love and be loved if at all possible. Eat sensibly. Stuff like that.
___
*it still applies to me, even though I'm just 23, right?
**insert the equivalent of a new Smith Corona typewriter for you. Mac or PC, whichever you fancy
I can only speak in vague terms now. I will tell you all about it when all worries have already transformed into stories. See, that's still vague, right? All I can say is that everything's happening so fast, which, in a way, sounds like an allusion to how my life started here in Singapore anyway.
For now, I can just keep my fingers crossed, hope for the best and be strong enough to deal with whatever comes. That's so frumpy, saying it this way. So I'll leave it to Em and Dex, Dex and Em (yes, that's how Dex says it), characters from One Day by David Nicholls, to complete this entry for me. Their words are what I would have probably said (or needed) at this point in my life, so the comforting quotes start here:
Dexter:
I know...that you feel a little bit lost right now about what to do with your life, a bit rudderless and oarless and aimless but that's okay, that's alright because we're all meant to be like that at twenty-four*. In fact, our whole generation is like that. I read an article about it, it's because we never fought in a war or watched too much television or something.
Emma:
Just the whole of our lives, stretching ahead of us...Independent adult life.
She didn't feel like an adult. She was in no way prepared. It was as if a fire alarm had gone off in the middle of the night and she was standing on the street with her clothes bundled up in her arms, if she wasn't learning, what was she doing? How would she fill the days? She had no idea.
The trick of it is to be courageous and bold and make a difference. Not change the world exactly, just the bit around you. Go out there with your double-first, your passion and your new Smith Corona electric typewriter** and work hard at...something. Change lives through art maybe. Write beautifully. Cherish your friends, stay true to your principles, live passionately and fully and well. Experience new things. Love and be loved if at all possible. Eat sensibly. Stuff like that.
___
*it still applies to me, even though I'm just 23, right?
**insert the equivalent of a new Smith Corona typewriter for you. Mac or PC, whichever you fancy
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