Saturday, 23 October 2010

Just for fun, a lifetime of firsts

The first time I
  • Walked into a new school, I hated it and spent every day pretending I was sick so I could go home.
  • Got a job, I was a barely 16, a bit nervous, and wondered if that was the start of the rest of my life.
  • Drank, I got absolutely wasted and had to be carried out of the bathroom by my sister and cousin. Fun times.
  • Found out my parents were human, a part of me died a little bit.
  • Drove a car with a valid driving license, I drove it like I drove a go-kart because that was the only thing I knew how to drive.
  • Walked into a university tutorial, I was intimidated. I made up for it by talking too much and making a fool of myself.
  • Had to live without my parents, I still knew they were taking care of me and that made me feel completely at home, regardless of where I was.
  • Fell in love, I knew it wasn't forever, but I loved every minute of it.
  • Felt the fear of possibly losing somebody close to me, it was almost too much to handle.
  • Was expecting a nephew, I spent the night on eggshells waiting for the call. When it came, it was incredible.
  • Graduated from university, I said goodbye to the only life I'd known and ventured into the new world not knowing what to expect.
  • Entered the corporate world, I vowed to be true to my pedigree, climb the corporate ladder quickly and make a name for myself.
  • Made friends with my colleagues, they became an integral part of my life.
  • Met him, I knew for absolute certain that I could spend the rest of my life with him. And it could have been a love story for the ages.
  • Switched jobs, I tried to be better at what I did. I'm still trying.
  • Really, truly opened myself up to those that cared about me, they shut me out and closed the door. And I made myself comfortable with what I had.
  • Had chicken after going vegetarian, it tasted like disgusting fat.
  • Felt really and truly alone, my family stepped up to the plate. They're still here.
  • Started this blog, I didn't know what it was going to be or what was going to be on it. Now I do.

The Day That Started Out Well

You know what's incredible? I've discovered that most of the things that I thought were a weird thing that I do is actually something that many people do.


Par example, one day I told someone that I had this thing where if my mum reminded me to do something (this was a while back), I would put it off a bit longer even though I was just going to do it, just to prove that her reminding me wasn't what made me do it. Apparently that happens to other people too.

Then there's the other thing that hasn't changed since I was a kid: a small sign from God in the morning on the way to school/work that the day was going to be a good one. It could be anything, from a favourite song coming up on the radio to the light that's usually red being green to buying your favourite nasi lemak for breakfast. Just a small sign from God, and you start having high hopes for the rest of the day, thinking, "Yes, today is going to be a good one".

For me, though, more often than not the high hopes usually come crashing down. Probably because the expectation was too high, and the day that started out on a high note becomes, well, a day that ends with drinks. Guess I really need to stop expecting so much. But that's a part of life, right? The ups and downs. There's always another day tomorrow.