I'm not sure who I am exactly. No, this is not a manic depressive or high as a kite kinda entry. It just something that bugged me a bit.
I'm 34 this year. No, the number does not bother me, though the part nearer to the grave does rattled me a bit. I honestly do not understand people who begrudged 'the a year older' concept.
Anyway, what's bugging me is I think the way I am today is exactly the same as I was a decade ago; the way I think, act, and react, are as the way I used to remember of days past. Am I not supposed to be thoroughly soaked and having every pores breath with-the-thing-people-called maturity. Did I somehow forget to grow up? Did maturity passed me by?
My close friends seemed more composed and calm as we grow older.
I'm still very quick to temper and gets kepalaangin when things are not the way I want them to be.
It makes me wonder if I'm gonna be as I am today when I turned 60 (if God's wills it). All wrinkly and kepalaangin. Would that be a blessing or a disaster?
6 comments:
it will be a disaster i think. at 60 to be kepalaangin gler stress!
KA, i tot it was my blog, alih2 green sama...suka.....hehehe...
green is the new black? ;)
and i like that Kahlil Gibran-thingy up there... very cool.
i guess, if you still keep that name {i.e KA} until you're 60, then... it should be a blessing, no?
;p
you're back in blogosphere, I see :)
its a blessin
hi all..
chikanoz - hahaha.. betul gak kan. nenek yg angin. hehe.
terabot - tukar angin. but, i lose my ticket counter. tak pelah..
angelita - khalil gibran got some really good stuffs ek. i sometimes wonder at his 'eloquentness'.
kimster - i never left. it is just writing seemed to be beyond my ability now.
gravtkills - we can only wait and see eh.
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