literally).
Was catching up with ex classmates over the CNY..& once again, we were reminiscing about the good ole days..& complaining how CNY can turn otherwise pleasant aunties into pesky, nose-poking female beings..'So when's ur turn to give ang paos? Where're u working at now? Wah..getting prettier by the year' Okok, i confess..i've never been on the receiving end of the third remark before..sincere or not..but tat's besides the point..the point is..they make the same comments year after year after year after........
I'm digressing..i wanted to blog about being an adult..not about when i'm getting married(tat's already been discussed over the many late nite suppers with ex-colleagues recently)..
As the class monitor remarked, rather nonchalantly i must add, she's been telling people she's..gasp, 30 already(more convenient to round up wor) It's quite unexpected as i thought most pple would understate, & not overstate their age..i admit, 30 is still an alien figure to me..it seems not too long ago tat i was still in the early 20s..& starting from this year, i cant even 'round down' to 25 anymore..
A quick count over yet-another-supper last nite revealed tat there're no less than 5 people in the ssc clique hitting 30 this year..but seriously, i would never have looked at them as '30 years old adult'..Looks-wise? definitely way younger(twink has single-handledly brought down the average appearance of the ssc folks by at least 5 years) Behaviour-wise? just see them go wild during..err..actually, they dun even need an occasion to go wild..^o^
I remembered when i was still a student(as opposed to an adult now), i used to think people in the 20s & 30s seem so..well, 'adult'..& now tat i'm well into the 20s and approaching 30s..dun think i'm even anywhere near the 'matured adult' stage..there were certain thinkings tat i had thought would change when i 'grow up' but as one cosy chitchat session somewhere up in the mountains recently revealed..there're not many things in the past i would have done differently today..tat's not to say i'm (still) a childish geena..but i cannnot imagine myself proclaiming to be a 'full adult' without having my hair stand on end..*wo bu xiang wo bu xiang wo bu xiang zhang da..*
I'll end off with extracts from an article in Life! today :
'I am who i am - the collection of my experiences mixed in with the woman i want to be in the future. I know that i might not be able to change or fix the things i don't like about me, but i've lived long enough to know i find ways to deal with them, eventually. I've come to accept that i don't have to fight to get to where i want to be, that i'm already on my way there, warts and all. And there's a kind of grace in knowing that, i think. Maybe that's what being a grown-up is all about - accepting who and what you are, and then moving on with you life from there..'
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