Monday, May 10, 2004

a copy and paste... read on... huhuhuhu

QUARTER-LIFE CRISIS

They call it the "Quarter-life Crisis." It is when you stop going
along with the crowd and start realizing that there are a lot of things
about yourself that you didn't know and may not like.

You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or
two, but then get scared because you barely know where you are now. You start realizing that people are selfish and that, maybe, those friends
that you thought you were so close to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met and the people you have lost touch with are some of the most important ones.

What you do not realize is that they are realizing that too and are
not really cold or catty or mean or insincere, but that they are as
confused as you are. You look at your job. It is not even close to what
you thought you would be doing or maybe you are looking for one and realizing that you are going to have to start at the bottom and are scared.

You miss the comforts of college, of groups, of socializing with the
same people on a constant basis. But then you realize that maybe they
weren't so great after all. You are beginning to understand yourself and
what you want and do not want. Your opinions have gotten stronger.
You see what others are doing and find yourself judging a bit more than
usual because suddenly you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life and add things to your list of what is acceptable and what is not. You are insecure and then secure. You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You feel alone and scared and confused.

Suddenly change is the enemy and you try and cling on to the past
with dear life but soon realize that the past is drifting further and
further away and there is nothing to do but stay where you are or move
forward.

You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you loved could do such damage to you or you lay in bed and wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough to get to know better. You love someone but maybe love someone else too and cannot figure out why you are doing this because you are not a bad person. One night stands and random hook ups start to look cheap and getting wasted and acting like an idiot starts to look pathetic.

You go through the same emotions and questions over and over and talk with your friends about the same topics because you cannot seem to make a decision. You worry about loans and money and the future and making a life for yourself and while winning the race would be great, right now you'd just like to be a contender!

What you may not realize is that everyone reading this relates to it.
We are in our best of times and our worst of times, trying as hard as we
can to figure this whole thing out. We are making a lot of mistakes, but
helping one another learn from them and reaching out to pull one another up. We are not the shiniest group of people, but we are very much a circle. We are there for one another and will listen and grow for the rest of our lives.

We will piss one another off, but we will also heal one another's
hearts. We are the group who sometimes doesn't need words but will laugh at the end of a conversation that started with angry words.

We are friends and in 10 years, when we have figured out where we fit
in in this world, we will still be friends always and forever.

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