My 150th post and 1st post of the new year.What a year 2010 has been.
Not many ups, but plenty downs. Perhaps the new year has something better in store for me?
I am sure hoping so. One just can't too many hits when lying down. Sometimes, you really just wish for someone to extend a helping hand to pull you up, hold you by the hand, and guide you along, or maybe just to accompany you.
2011 marks a special year for all the 1990 babies, simply because we will be achieving the 'sacred' age of 21. (Not so fun to be a December baby because you have to wait really long) Someone people will look at you differently when you say you are 21 as compared to when you say you are 20. (at least that is what I feel) It seems that people mature especially quick from age 20 to 21 and at 21 you are expected to be a full-fledged adult, with wings that can take you far and high as you chase your dreams. People expect you to be able to think of the consequences of your actions and you will be judged for the very decision you make. Your movements are scrutinized, decisions deliberated, words considered.
It sure is a far cry from how people have always been treating us.
But I guess that is what is needed in order for us to face the world.
In the eyes of a 20-year-old, the world is all about fun, love, and games.
In the eyes of any other person, the world is a cut-throat society where a human being is being sacrificed for the benefit of another, where betrayal is the staple diet and lies the common topic of conversation.
The world will never be more ironic than this.
Oh my, I am thinking too much.
Let me think about this only when I reach 21 then. Then I will be more equipped to deal with the demons of the world.
Meanwhile, let me just enjoy the sunshine, the greenery, the love and fun of a 20-year old world.