Sunday, March 15, 2015

ROLLING INTO THE FUTURE

Yesterday, I burnt one of my weekends to visit NUS' open house with Cheryl and Travis. As with every ceremonious event, it was sardine-packed with bustling people (ugh): undergrads, parents, and matriculating students. I for one, was happy to have locked-in a future that I envisioned to be a fun and exciting one.

We headed to Joey's afterwards, where he graced us with the courtesy of a 600-calories (I assume) cookie sandwich before a competitively fun time playing Monopoly Deal. Following the schedule for that was (swimming and) catching with one another about our lives– futures, relationships, and other mundane topics that every 20 year old goes through.


The thing is, there have been a few things bugging me recently: my friends with my decisions, and maybe a little personality complex which I've been trying to figure out. I have some soul searching to do– extensively, to boot. Talking to everyone yesterday (missing Ashley) really put some subjects into perspective: who I want to be, what kind of life I want to lead, and how many steps it would take to reach there.

"We're always changing. Who am I today may not be who I am tomorrow. The decisions I made today might not be the ones I adhere to tomorrow."

I recall saying this to a couple of people before; I stood by that quote yesterday.

You don't have to conform to the person that people stereotypically fit you in– you're not born to be cylindrical. As humans, we would always have an ideal image of someone. Yet, once we get to know them, we may shy away as expectations are not fulfilled. On the other hand, we also have this solidified image of others whom are already acquainted. If they did anything "out of the ordinary", we automatically process that "something weird" and your mind would be hesitant to accept that change as part of an individual.

Why?

Instead of saying things tactlessly and insensitively, why not just accept that people change, and that people have every single right to make their own decisions? Jabbing once or twice in someone's face may be fine but repeatedly, it gets irritating enough to put someone off– friend or not.

Also, audaciously random but the comfort of (these) words ("I will accept you no matter who you are, no matter what you do, or what kind of future you want to lead") are blissfully sentimental.

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