I am in my twenties- the age where one starts defining himself or herself as a capable individual; the age for further developing talents and building careers; the age for self-exploration and world-exploration; the age where one tests the limits of the heart… or psychologically speaking, the age where in the brain starts to fully develop (and so everything about one’s identity becomes relevant and memorable for the 20-something year old brain).
It’s the second week of the New Year, and it seems that all my friends are marveling at the passage of time. I am not an exception, I too am continually amazed at how much we’ve all grown. Recently, I’ve been in touch with my high school friends, and catching up with them seemed like opening a window to an entirely different world that had gone by. Suddenly, we were back in the high school cafeteria cramming stories and gossip over recess- the girl who got pregnant, the play boys, the successful models and businesswomen, the couple getting married, the long-time couple who split up, and the old crushes… who turned out to be gay.
And when I think about the high school girl that I used to be, I feel extremely overwhelmed! I was so different back then. For one, I used to be highly self-conscious. I used to care about little things that don’t matter much to me anymore. True, I am still more conscious than my other friends, but I guess I’ve learned to be comfortable in my own skin. I was never the popular girl- I was the nerdy, awkward, teacher’s pet kind of girl. I found it hard to talk to the other kids because I fear they’d judge me. Now, it doesn’t seem so shallow anymore. Now, I don’t feel the need to be ‘cool’, whatever that was. *winkwink*
Now we are moving on. We are building our careers, we are traveling the world, and we are meeting new people everyday. We have different experiences- some people I know are already getting married, some of my close friends are planning to move out of the family home soon, some have traveled numerous countries in the past year, and some have given up their day jobs in order to build up their businesses. Meanwhile, I am in grad school, and am on the way to getting my registration as a practicing Health Psychologist! I’ve kind of accepted the fact that I probably can’t move out anytime soon yet- what with the thesis and pre-internships and all, but that’s okay- at least I get to save more and remain in the house to pester, I mean, be a guidance to my younger brothers (especially in their teen years!).
To each, her own. It’s just amazing seeing and hearing about all the other girls who went to the same high school as yours, and learning that they’ve established totally different, and oftentimes, better personalities than their younger selves. We’re all out of our green and beige uniforms, and now making our own way around the world!
Now I can’t wait for the high school reunion! 😉