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Saturday, July 26, 2008

然后。。怎样

This was meant to be written last year, right about the time of my 25th birthday. However like a recurring theme in my life, procrastination took over and it never materialize till now. Why write it now? Cause the lyrics to the song at the end of this post really hits home the way I'm feeling right now.

25 years old and entering what is termed as the quarter life crisis, not really an enviable position to be in (Quarter life crisis, a real misnomer if you ask me. Who in the hell can live till 100 years old). From time to time, I keep asking myself these:

What have I achieved in my 25 years?

What do I really want in life?

What will I be remembered for when I pass on?

When do I see myself in 25 years time?

Who am the real me?

The answer is...I don't really know.

The path for the past 25 years had been laid out for me. Going through the grind of attaining an university degree, and finally getting it. And then, what's next?

2 years of moping around, and I'm going nowhere career-wise. I know what I do not want as a career, but sadly I do not know what I want as a career too. All I did was to look in awe at my peers who are going places in their careers.

Appreciation goes out to those who are concerned about my love life, and those kind enough to matchmake me with their friends. Thanks but no thanks. While I'm filled with envy whenever I see how blissful my friends and their partners are, but I don't want to get into a relationship for the sake of banishing solitude. And definitely not when I'm stuck in a muck right now.

Clearly I'm at a crossroad now. And I need a direction in life.

(PS1. Sorry to those who are here expecting some laughs. Normal service will resume, just need to get this out of the system.

PS2. This is not a cry out for attention or some ego-soothing comments. I am past that phase.)

Random Countdown of the Month

0 day to Eason Chan's Moving on Stage Concert.

然后怎样？

完成了所謂的理想　
放縱了情緒的氾濫
汗都流亁　
天都微亮　
然後怎樣
擁有了旅行的空檔　
卻遺失流浪的背囊
沿著軌道　
一直流浪　
然後怎樣
假期過完有甚麼打算　
走過一個天堂少一個方向
誰在催我成長　
讓我失去迷途的膽量
我怕誰失望　
我為誰而忙
我最初只貪玩　
為何變負擔
為何我的問題　
總得等待別人的答案
我的快樂時代燦爛　
才領悟代價多高昂
不能滿足　
不敢停站　
然後怎樣

posted by Stormtrooper's Lackey at 8:46 AM

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