Angst, Insights, and a Trip Down Memory Lane
Been a biiiitttt busy these past few days. And for the first time in a long time I actually feel like I'm accomplishing things (surprise!).
I can't believe I've been a formal college graduate and a part of the work force for a year now. I realized just recently that I've actually learned more this past year than I initially thought I did, but I still firmly believe that the past year can't exactly vie for the most-productive-year-of-my-life/most-riveting-year-of-my-life awards.
I feel like I've entered a bit of a recession stage, actually, succumbing to the temptation of turning back into the moody, angst-ridden individual I used to be, though I feel like I've been trekking back that road even before I graduated, as the angst can mostly be attributed to my parents' "problem."
Nevertheless, I know I've changed. A lot. Two days ago, I was tidying up my room (I've become so obsessive with staying organized that I actually do this twice a month, I think...), and I came across a few things:
Ugh. Why won't the weather make up its mind? One day it's all sunny and you can't stand being in any room without air-conditioning, the next day it's all chilly again. Drat, I have a feeling I'll be sneezing and coughing soon; I have the worst health.
P.S. Leaving for Shanghai/Beijing (next) Wednesday. It's 8°C, 42°F out there. Need to go cold-weather-clothes-shopping. Badly.
I can't believe I've been a formal college graduate and a part of the work force for a year now. I realized just recently that I've actually learned more this past year than I initially thought I did, but I still firmly believe that the past year can't exactly vie for the most-productive-year-of-my-life/most-riveting-year-of-my-life awards.
I feel like I've entered a bit of a recession stage, actually, succumbing to the temptation of turning back into the moody, angst-ridden individual I used to be, though I feel like I've been trekking back that road even before I graduated, as the angst can mostly be attributed to my parents' "problem."
Nevertheless, I know I've changed. A lot. Two days ago, I was tidying up my room (I've become so obsessive with staying organized that I actually do this twice a month, I think...), and I came across a few things:
- MY COLLEGE CLASS CARDS: I got OC and tallied, and I realized that more than half of my grades are flat 1.0's (a.k.a. solid A in other schools). Now, I realize months too late, I really did study too much in college, to the detriment of my social life.
- AN F4 CD: Yes, shamed as I am to admit, I own two of them. Though I'm a fan of Meteor Garden, actually, and not of F4 per se. Believe it or not, shamed as I am to admit it, MG was one of the factors that actually encouraged me to get out and have fun if only because I owed it to myself (and was perhaps the primary reason I suffered a TV addiction relapse, an addiction I'd already cured prior to watching the series. (Blame CSA. Everyone in the org was watching the series at the time, thus I decided I needed to watch it in order to stay in the loop, haha :))
- A TALL STACK OF PHOTOS: I decided to organize a few of my old photos, and yeesh! I am compeled to admit that I used to have no sense of fashion. Well, I had a scary sense of fashion, if you insist.
Ugh. Why won't the weather make up its mind? One day it's all sunny and you can't stand being in any room without air-conditioning, the next day it's all chilly again. Drat, I have a feeling I'll be sneezing and coughing soon; I have the worst health.
P.S. Leaving for Shanghai/Beijing (next) Wednesday. It's 8°C, 42°F out there. Need to go cold-weather-clothes-shopping. Badly.