I have decided to wear my hair curly for this week. I don’t know, but I think that once in a while, we need to do something different, and that something might as well makes us feel good about ourselves.
It definitely did magic to me…
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Back to the future.
At least three people for the past month alone asked about my future, like the career I would pursue or how I see myself in 5 to 10 years.
Well, if you’ve been asked the same question and your answer is a blank stare or a mumble of incomprehensible sentences, be afraid. Be very afraid.
Like me.
Well, if it weren’t for my mom’s incessant lecture this morning about how I should prepare my future as early as today, and this enlightening conversation with a friend, I couldn’t care less. I have plans. I want to get that coveted UP diploma, find work, and be a woman at the top of my career. Kinda vague. I know.
You know how things come to you when you’ve got nothing to do and is left in the four corners of your room, lying on your bed, staring at nothing—well, that happened to me. It hit me. I am totally clueless. C’mon, having a diploma isn’t everything. It’s hard enough to find a decent job for millions of graduating students of my batch, but it’s even harder to really plan how I would wrestle my way out of this complex life so I could live it the way I want to.
I wish it hit me harder though. Co’z I’m still here inside my room, reading this book that has been with me for 5 months now, while wondering, yes wondering of what lies ahead of me.
Bummer. I’m still inactive.
The bigger question of course is whether we should plan our future for us or live each day, as fate would’ve wanted it to be.
At the very least, I know my answer, a sincere one at that.
Do you?
