Reunions

The past two weeks or so, I have met up with so many people from my past – either from past acquaintances, or from high school – and I’ve absolutely loved seeing them again.

I have realised that if you haven’t seen or talked to a friend in a long time and (finally) see them after a while, and find that can just have a LONG conversation for hours about anything then that person is a TRUE friend. Saying that, I have had the best chats I’ve had in a while thanks to seeing all these people again.

It’s great to hear what they’ve been up to, what’s happening, their thoughts on things, about life, growing up, responsibilities, being an adult, gossip and so on and so forth.

What’s even better to hear is that we all share the same thoughts about our own lives, no matter how ‘successful’ we may seem to be. We all feel like there’s always that need to be more, or that things should and must get better. In other words, not totally satisfied with what they have achieved so far in life.

I was shocked, and at the same time kind of relieved to find that pretty much ALL of my mates from high school feel exactly the same way I do. And no, they are definitely not dole bludgers or bums who live off their parents. Some have found themselves in very good jobs and I am quite shocked that they actually feel the way they do.

I’ve always felt that I was in career limbo for a while, swaying from one to another hoping to find the right one. I feel that I’m finally on the right path, thank goodness. However, my only regret is that I wish that I found this path much earlier. Saying that I am thankful that I’ve found it, and that goal to success seems ever so clearer.

I guess this is what they call a quarter life crisis, a point in your life where you stop and take a look back to see where you are. Perhaps some may feel disappointed; actually I’m guessing most people around this age would be. It’s easy for us to say that we haven’t achieved anything worth being proud about. But seriously, 24-25 years on this earth is a really long time and surely, there has to be something there that you can perhaps call defining moments in your own life that you can definitely be proud of.

For me, there has been a few. Although at the moment, my pride and joy is this one right here: Tee hee hee.

mah nu kah

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