My yearbook
Its probably two years by June since we threw our hats in the air,
wore the excruciatingly warm black outfits, and sat through what felt like 9 hours of speeches under burning sun. Those who had mshynos( Christmas decoration used on graduation ceremonies) around their necks had them, and those of us whose folks felt Barbie didn't. I still can't believe my whole clan denied me an opportunity to wear Mshyno.I wanted to use a bit of that to show off my families love.
Did it seem like it has been such a long time, no, it feels like we were there yesterday. Yesterday as I sat in the office, I think I had an "aaaaaw I miss school" seeing one of the current students there, and it always feels like so much more was done since we left. Like there are activities we could sneak in to go back and do. There is something cute about being young and being free.
Weather the time feels like it's short or long, a lot has happened in the whole time. Adventure and misadventure, one can think that some have lived in 9 lives in two years. You have seen us writing 1000 emails, you have seen us in early resignation writing letters to express our shallow disappointment of what we know we deserve, you have seen some being fired ceremoniously and unceremoniously, you have seen others mastering their arts and perfecting their skills and becoming really good at those arts, others becoming business people, and others like me had excess bumming and desire to change their whole career path in to something different all together in midlife crises, whilst others flew high almost immediately and got jobs even before graduation. Others endured long internships, long probation, others went out of the country, others became bosses in a spun of a year. Others got married, others even have little angels to add to their achievement and blessings.would you believe some are doing their PHDs.
A mixture of emotions have walked with us taking us through those defining moments, life moments that have either humbled us, awoken us, but definitely changed us. We have had moments of appointments, moments of disappointments. moments of being tricked by members of team mavulture as we were in pursuit of love and those yearning for love to find them. And the saddest times have been those that we have had to gather together for the loss of life of one of our own, and we realize that we are holding on to each other just at the tip of our fingers, and sometimes some slip away, reminding us how life is so fluid. and that we need to hold on to each other in love.
But I guess most of all, life has been more surprising than it has been predictable. As in behind every success is a shocked person, for some of us, if not all of us. So I opted to document each and every step of this event, the life event.
Now when I started this blog, THE BRIGHT AND DULL OF LIFE AFTER CAMPUS, of course my goal was to have it as shallow as possible(having earlier accusations of being blond, I might have felt obliged to carry forward the title, just so you know, am not. I just thought life was easier on the blond side), to document all the glam and boisterous life I hoped I would have, until I learned the serious course of the journey is not as simple as you walk in to success just like that at least for most of us. There have been such lows, as low as suicides, it would be a joke to imagine that LIFE AFTER CAMPUS is a matter of walking on a beach and flying everywhere and posting photos on facebook(which my younger version fancied so much).
Though that's part of the deal, life is about giving justice to every moment, that when the party comes, hell yeah make sure the party rocks real hard. and when it's time to weep, cry all the tears out and get on with the next day. So it became inevitable to share each and every moment with the justice of words.
Well for some, it has been as easy as coughing and a job of their dreams was right by their side. But for the many of us finding a job has been an art that has had to be learned. Before we were rocking some of the most hideous official cloths, nasty weaves for the ladies, dramatic make up on and only father knows what else. And the dudes, they probably had nasty shoes, I don't know, or maybe they had wedding suits.lol, I really don't know dudes wardrobe issues.
so that moment when I see someone almost mopping the floor in depression for the lack of job, am like but we are in this together chief. Some have learned to make the most of the most of it. I see more happy jobless people who are still hustlers like the rest of us, striving to make the most of what they can, starting businesses. I discovered activities to do when you are jobless. learning that life ain't planned by us. Sometimes we wonder weather the story is already written and we are mere beings falling in to a plan that was already created. or Do we really have the power to shape our destinies, coz I know some real hardworking peeps that work hard and not much too show for the scratched hands, just sweat and smelly armpits.
I know people whose life is about posing and they still get loads of cash for just smiling, or even like a friend of mine says, luck. How do you explain the guy who used to skive all group work in school being a manager already. yes sometimes life daen't add up as we think it will, or so it seems. Sometimes I tend to think it's divine,coz I get the things I least tried too hard for and the once I put all my eggs in backfire sometimes. so I really ask myself, whether I even have any control or something way above what I can even imagine is in action.
Finding THE ONE is also not as simple as sung "I can get another you in a minute" unless a minute is a year. BREAK UPS are less cool, less celebrated and at this point my face book time line is filled with engagements and babies, and photo shopped couple photos(Okay now am just hating, it's actually beautiful :))
And that shows that alas, the time has come, we are not anticipating adulthood anymore, we are adults.
I guess it hits you more when a friend who was once very close tells you that she is engaged.
I feel like I have missed so many of their events when I focused on mine. and now I feel like I desire much more reunions, you know. There comes a time when you miss everyone, a lot. And it may seem like am in denial trying to hold on to the past, patching up and catching up on other extraordinary people whose life is by far much more interesting than mine could ever be five times. These guys make life look like is a scented rose, like all things are bright and beautiful. and I guess that's the angle of life I chose to look at this year, the bright and beautiful. I guess it encourages all of us, even those like me with stunted growth, the success of others helps us pull our socks.
Originally,I wanted to write about them, their adventure as I knew they would make incredible stories. And the title of this blog would have instead been MY YEAR BOOK, and it would just have my world as part of the story and not necessarily my events. Then THE BRIGHT AND DULL OF LIFE AFTER CAMPUS happened and so two years later after asking them if I could document their drama I haven't. But when I heard there will be a wedding
I feel like I wana write every moment of it, coz it is certainly is an interesting story out of the drama, its very refreshing. And so a time comes in ones life when they have to switch and accommodate what the next move which will be. At this point in our life, friends we are happy to announce that the sediments in our life have settled just a bit more, we can see a shape of life, like a river heading to the ocean where dreams unfold. The water is further clearer than what we had in the last two years. And though my hope is not to sound like I am one of those whom Kim Kardashian is their model, I believe that with the same measure we share sad moments without a problem, good times need to be celebrated. I still will learn from life as I have in the last two years, but I wanna embrace the other exiting phase as well which can only be done when the people who know how to create it are in the picture. And that is why in the next season I would like to introduce some interesting people, it's like a novel in the making, and the label for those posts will be my year book.
My path has been rocky, and probably yours has been too, if not lucky chap you are. And I know that we probably will meet more rocks in the future, but at the moment let's enjoy the most of this moment that doesn't feel like we are in a crisis.
I will introduce the team next post, with the Label MY year book :), and I hope that we get inspired too from their stories. And so you know, knowing me, with melancholy traits, it will end up with deep moments for holding your heart and thinking, "How sad is this", even when my idea is to portray excitement.
I know it's long over due, and should get over it already, but I get a life from writing on other people's events. I don't know what else I would do if I wasn't writing. I feel like I have a life. There is a life beyond finding a career and a spices.
Did it seem like it has been such a long time, no, it feels like we were there yesterday. Yesterday as I sat in the office, I think I had an "aaaaaw I miss school" seeing one of the current students there, and it always feels like so much more was done since we left. Like there are activities we could sneak in to go back and do. There is something cute about being young and being free.
Weather the time feels like it's short or long, a lot has happened in the whole time. Adventure and misadventure, one can think that some have lived in 9 lives in two years. You have seen us writing 1000 emails, you have seen us in early resignation writing letters to express our shallow disappointment of what we know we deserve, you have seen some being fired ceremoniously and unceremoniously, you have seen others mastering their arts and perfecting their skills and becoming really good at those arts, others becoming business people, and others like me had excess bumming and desire to change their whole career path in to something different all together in midlife crises, whilst others flew high almost immediately and got jobs even before graduation. Others endured long internships, long probation, others went out of the country, others became bosses in a spun of a year. Others got married, others even have little angels to add to their achievement and blessings.would you believe some are doing their PHDs.
A mixture of emotions have walked with us taking us through those defining moments, life moments that have either humbled us, awoken us, but definitely changed us. We have had moments of appointments, moments of disappointments. moments of being tricked by members of team mavulture as we were in pursuit of love and those yearning for love to find them. And the saddest times have been those that we have had to gather together for the loss of life of one of our own, and we realize that we are holding on to each other just at the tip of our fingers, and sometimes some slip away, reminding us how life is so fluid. and that we need to hold on to each other in love.
But I guess most of all, life has been more surprising than it has been predictable. As in behind every success is a shocked person, for some of us, if not all of us. So I opted to document each and every step of this event, the life event.
Now when I started this blog, THE BRIGHT AND DULL OF LIFE AFTER CAMPUS, of course my goal was to have it as shallow as possible(having earlier accusations of being blond, I might have felt obliged to carry forward the title, just so you know, am not. I just thought life was easier on the blond side), to document all the glam and boisterous life I hoped I would have, until I learned the serious course of the journey is not as simple as you walk in to success just like that at least for most of us. There have been such lows, as low as suicides, it would be a joke to imagine that LIFE AFTER CAMPUS is a matter of walking on a beach and flying everywhere and posting photos on facebook(which my younger version fancied so much).
Well for some, it has been as easy as coughing and a job of their dreams was right by their side. But for the many of us finding a job has been an art that has had to be learned. Before we were rocking some of the most hideous official cloths, nasty weaves for the ladies, dramatic make up on and only father knows what else. And the dudes, they probably had nasty shoes, I don't know, or maybe they had wedding suits.lol, I really don't know dudes wardrobe issues.
so that moment when I see someone almost mopping the floor in depression for the lack of job, am like but we are in this together chief. Some have learned to make the most of the most of it. I see more happy jobless people who are still hustlers like the rest of us, striving to make the most of what they can, starting businesses. I discovered activities to do when you are jobless. learning that life ain't planned by us. Sometimes we wonder weather the story is already written and we are mere beings falling in to a plan that was already created. or Do we really have the power to shape our destinies, coz I know some real hardworking peeps that work hard and not much too show for the scratched hands, just sweat and smelly armpits.
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| Johnny Bravo kinda works sooooo hard, but never gets it |
Finding THE ONE is also not as simple as sung "I can get another you in a minute" unless a minute is a year. BREAK UPS are less cool, less celebrated and at this point my face book time line is filled with engagements and babies, and photo shopped couple photos(Okay now am just hating, it's actually beautiful :))
I guess it hits you more when a friend who was once very close tells you that she is engaged.
Originally,I wanted to write about them, their adventure as I knew they would make incredible stories. And the title of this blog would have instead been MY YEAR BOOK, and it would just have my world as part of the story and not necessarily my events. Then THE BRIGHT AND DULL OF LIFE AFTER CAMPUS happened and so two years later after asking them if I could document their drama I haven't. But when I heard there will be a wedding
My path has been rocky, and probably yours has been too, if not lucky chap you are. And I know that we probably will meet more rocks in the future, but at the moment let's enjoy the most of this moment that doesn't feel like we are in a crisis.
I will introduce the team next post, with the Label MY year book :), and I hope that we get inspired too from their stories. And so you know, knowing me, with melancholy traits, it will end up with deep moments for holding your heart and thinking, "How sad is this", even when my idea is to portray excitement.
I know it's long over due, and should get over it already, but I get a life from writing on other people's events. I don't know what else I would do if I wasn't writing. I feel like I have a life. There is a life beyond finding a career and a spices.
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