When I was fifteen, I live with a "houseparent" who has rules, study time and curfews. I couldn’t wait to get to twenty. I
thought I would get all my freedom and the happiness of being an adult. Seventeen, I moved to the States and live with my elder brother - spent most of my time studying, trying to get into a good university.. When I get to Eighteen, I was already in my third year - living alone. Studying. Partying. Making silly college movies. Wasting time. Soon, I was a year before graduation, thinking of my goals, trying to find a full time job.
I started working when I was twenty one. By then, all the dreams of “I can be whoever I want/you decide your own future” shattered long before. And then I get to twenty three, that’s the age I enjoyed a lot, still young, some freedom and not much responsibility. Go out as much as you want. Have just enough money to spend on whatever you want without feeling guilty (of spending parents' money).
I started working when I was twenty one. By then, all the dreams of “I can be whoever I want/you decide your own future” shattered long before. And then I get to twenty three, that’s the age I enjoyed a lot, still young, some freedom and not much responsibility. Go out as much as you want. Have just enough money to spend on whatever you want without feeling guilty (of spending parents' money).
Twenty five is when funny things start to
happen. People asking about boyfriend, marriage, kids. I begin to worry about
savings, future, housing, health. I started attending many weddings, baby
showers, buying baby gifts. Before I realized, I am in an
age that seems so far away years ago. Twenty seven. Late twenties. That's the time when I start worrying more about my relationship, my career, my financial, my health, my parents' health. I start comparing my life with others to see if I am on the right track. I am scared of getting another year older.
I never realized how much people are affected and controlled by age. Twenty something should be growing up age. Fun, unexpected, making mistake. Quiting your first job. Hopping the next flight to Japan. Getting high in a David Guetta concert. Start new friendship. Ending a relationship that doesn’t deserve you. Hiking the Rinjani. Diving in Lombok.
I never realized how much people are affected and controlled by age. Twenty something should be growing up age. Fun, unexpected, making mistake. Quiting your first job. Hopping the next flight to Japan. Getting high in a David Guetta concert. Start new friendship. Ending a relationship that doesn’t deserve you. Hiking the Rinjani. Diving in Lombok.
Time flies. 2013 is almost over with just 3 months
remaining. I spent more and more time worrying about my future, all the
what-ifs and what might happen, instead of enjoying the moments. It is easy to
forget that I need to live the way I want to, instead of the way I am expected
to.
I experienced some of these crazy fun stuffs. I want to keep
on reminding myself through these posts, that I will enjoy my twenty something
ride.
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