Another 1 hour 45 minutes more, we will be welcoming Mr. Diligent Dog and send away Miss Chic Chicken, and I will be officially 22 years old! Yesh!!! Haiz...
So, a year into adulthood, well, I don't find my life changes much, or maybe a little in my appearance. Ever since I entered the pool of 21 year old , I tried to wear clothes that suit my age, and makes me look like my age. I'm controlling very hard not to buy those cute T-shirts, especially from 37 degrees, giordano "me" series and anything that makes me 15 years old or less. For a start, I try to wear more polo t-shirts, which makes me more or less mature, or so I thought, this attempt failed when my friend said why am I looking so gheena (childish in hokkien). Okie, I shall put makeup, but I find this task a little bit arduous coz, firstly, I'm not a morning person, my reactions in the morning are 50% slower than usual. I need to bath, change clothes, even if I pack my bag the night before, I only have time to put toner only, let alone basic foundation. I still have my breakfast to think about. Wake up earlier? Nah... Sacrifice my sleep over powder is definitely not a SQ thing I will do. So I really take my hat off to those girls who actually wear makeup to school. Secondly, who cares how I look like in school anyway? No boyfriend also, no need to look so nice, but I ever have one, I will definitely want to look nice for him, but not now. A guy friend of mine once asked me, "Why be the grass when you can choose to be the flower? Be a flower and you can attract attention mah!" Well, I want, but I'm lazy lah, so dressing up is really only on special occasion like wedding dinner, and maybe friends gathering, where I will try to utilize my makeup set.
Anyway, for now, I think is good that I looked younger than my real age in school now coz I can act cute without having to feel disgusted when hanging out with people who are younger than me, but I try to be serious when I'm with my classmates, who basically are 75% males, poly grads and finished their NS. So, while those '84 guys thought I'm '86, I think some tend to assume authority over us girls sometimes, you know, 倚老卖老. But I don't find this an issue in my class, where everyone is suppose to be mature. I'm not saying that those '86 are childish, but judging from age, we always think that we are older, so we are more mature. It's just like in primary school, when we are Pri. 1, we always think those Pri. 2 seniors have a lot more authority than us. Maybe I am the only one who thinks like that bah... am I?
Now, as a 22 year old individual, I realised I am taking a lot of responsibilities, maybe not as much as my sis, who is a lot more mature than me. Like I mentioned before, my mentality is 18 years old sometimes, ha ha, which explains the act cute. But one thing I know that I am a full grown adult and no longer a young adult, is that I no longer follow the "sit-on-the-floor" culture, i.e. on mrt, in malls, anywhere there's floor that looks hygenically enough to sit.
So, a year into adulthood, well, I don't find my life changes much, or maybe a little in my appearance. Ever since I entered the pool of 21 year old , I tried to wear clothes that suit my age, and makes me look like my age. I'm controlling very hard not to buy those cute T-shirts, especially from 37 degrees, giordano "me" series and anything that makes me 15 years old or less. For a start, I try to wear more polo t-shirts, which makes me more or less mature, or so I thought, this attempt failed when my friend said why am I looking so gheena (childish in hokkien). Okie, I shall put makeup, but I find this task a little bit arduous coz, firstly, I'm not a morning person, my reactions in the morning are 50% slower than usual. I need to bath, change clothes, even if I pack my bag the night before, I only have time to put toner only, let alone basic foundation. I still have my breakfast to think about. Wake up earlier? Nah... Sacrifice my sleep over powder is definitely not a SQ thing I will do. So I really take my hat off to those girls who actually wear makeup to school. Secondly, who cares how I look like in school anyway? No boyfriend also, no need to look so nice, but I ever have one, I will definitely want to look nice for him, but not now. A guy friend of mine once asked me, "Why be the grass when you can choose to be the flower? Be a flower and you can attract attention mah!" Well, I want, but I'm lazy lah, so dressing up is really only on special occasion like wedding dinner, and maybe friends gathering, where I will try to utilize my makeup set.
Anyway, for now, I think is good that I looked younger than my real age in school now coz I can act cute without having to feel disgusted when hanging out with people who are younger than me, but I try to be serious when I'm with my classmates, who basically are 75% males, poly grads and finished their NS. So, while those '84 guys thought I'm '86, I think some tend to assume authority over us girls sometimes, you know, 倚老卖老. But I don't find this an issue in my class, where everyone is suppose to be mature. I'm not saying that those '86 are childish, but judging from age, we always think that we are older, so we are more mature. It's just like in primary school, when we are Pri. 1, we always think those Pri. 2 seniors have a lot more authority than us. Maybe I am the only one who thinks like that bah... am I?
Now, as a 22 year old individual, I realised I am taking a lot of responsibilities, maybe not as much as my sis, who is a lot more mature than me. Like I mentioned before, my mentality is 18 years old sometimes, ha ha, which explains the act cute. But one thing I know that I am a full grown adult and no longer a young adult, is that I no longer follow the "sit-on-the-floor" culture, i.e. on mrt, in malls, anywhere there's floor that looks hygenically enough to sit.
Anyway, no celebration for my birthday this year coz everyone is celebrating CNY, sounds a bit sad hor, but never, I still have next year! As for the surprise party I wish to see from my group of good frens, I realised if I expect it, then is not a surprise anymore, right? Therefore, I am apologetic that I had been such a stupid idoit expecting that from you people, if you do read my blog, sorry to Flower, YQ, Blur Queen and Milk Tea. I had sorted out my thoughts, and my resolutions for my birthday are: expect less, give more, be generous and helpful, no comparison of anythings, be truthful, stop being a mean mouth, keep my mouth shut at appropriate times, be hardworking, be disciplined, shall not be easily influenced, stay firm to my own stand, and be nice to everyone, but no compromise.
Anyway, today is a busy day, coz have to clean a lot of things in the house and prepare food for tomorrow's relatives' stomachs. Wanna look pretty and nice for my birthday tomorrow, although not going anywhere except godparents's house which is 2 bus stops away, I painted my nails with the recently bought nail polish and nail art stickers. But a really "WTF" happened, that is the enamel peeled off on 1 finger, in an attempt to redo, I had to remove the whole whole paint off, but I'm not a skillful artist that the alcohol cotton had actually tainted my other nails, fed up, I removed all 10 polish off my nails. Now, I'm also very tempted to remove all the polish off my toenails coz some were chipped off just after a few hours, shit... So much for trying to be vain. Redo later. :D
Halfway through my blogging, my mum told me about her accident when she was 16 which almost cost her life, which almost left her infertile. My sis knew this when she was around 10, amd I only knew it now. It was kind of astonishing to know this, that I almost wasn't born into this world. While I was feeling so perturbed, my "veli good sister" had to remind me that she had listened umpteen times, and the reason why I didn't know was I spent far too less time with Mum. Haiz... now I want to stay at home but I was given to "drcree" to stay at hostel instead so that I will not watch too muich tv. And while she saying how got a hunch buy 4D from the combination of my birthdate and age, she told me she knew my dad at 21, got married at 23, gave brith to me at 25. Eh, according to lunar calculation, I am 24 already, and not yet hitched. Sianz...
*15 more minutes to CNY 2006 and welcome my 1st annivesary of adulthood. :D
No comments:
Post a Comment