It starts NOW! The good life that is..

I’ve been accused of going back on my word by a few friends who are across the seas in a land far away, because I promised to keep them updated on my life through this space and, well haven’t been updating the space. I’ve been insanely busy lately, and no its not excuses excuses so here goes a quick ten minutes dedicated to you, you and you – funny that I’ll be writing all about me though

Anyway..

I expected to feel some sort of transition when I turned 25, which was on the 10th (the narcisstic part of me says I must state the date here for you folks who forgot, heh). As of yet, there hasn’t been any sudden buzz through my body or a white light shining through or sudden spasm shakes. I don’t know, I expected to suddenly feel more responsible, or wise(r?), or just a little bit more mentally sound then I am. When I was in my teens, being 25 seemed so far away. Almost all my conversations with my girl friends in school about us being a quarter century old would involve us being somewhere up there in the corporate ladder, married with kids. You know, like in the idiot box, house with the picket fence, golden retriever running in the yard and all. Maybe that’s why its called the idiot box, you’re not supposed to base it on real life.

But it feels just the same. Except that more people followed their birthday greetings to me this year with inquiries on whether I will be getting married soon.

Things have been good this past year, I made some progress in the great conquest that is my career. Though I do spend more time then I’d like in the office, it is something that I will carry with me for the next, oh 40 years of my working life and whether good or bad will be lessons and I’m starting to accept that all this frustration and mental agony will eventually amount to a generous pay cheque great career at the end of the day. Is this the wise part?
My relationship with my family has significantly improved, there has been less disgruntled moments this whole year, in fact I don’t have any still etched in memory so it must have been alright. The mother and I seem to be doing a lot more bonding and a lot less squabbling, though there is still no curtain shopping. I guess I am slowly growing up. My dad is still being very stubborn about my choice of partner, and I’m sure a part of him feels I’m setting myself up for something that I’m not prepared for. I’ve passed the stage where I think about it and get angry, now I just want to be able to sit on the swing like we used to, and gently ask him for his blessings. I want to ask him to let me make the mistakes he think I will be making, if it does go awry, for him to be there for me, but if it ends up with a fairytale ending, I want him to be an active character in it. And the brother and Aji are my same two favorite drunkards who constantly inject humour in my life.

Soppyness aside. I think I can safely say that I’m happy with how life is going.. and isn’t that all that matters..