The Reunion
Perhaps against my better judgement, I went along for my class reunion today. Nothing fancy. Just some japanese ramen restaurant that's not too bad actually. Out of my class of 22 (I think) people, only 9 showed up. Some couldn't make it because of work, some couldn't be bothered. I went because I was curious about how my classmates turn out. And to be honest, they all turned out better than me. Most of them have stable (read: high-paying) jobs. One of them even has a wife and a KID!! I was so shocked! The guy who was always clowning around in class actually started a family! The strangest things happen. Unbelievable!
Hanging out with them, I feel really older than my chronological age (24). On one level, we were still laughing around like we were still classmates but we also know (or at least I'm the one who is acutely aware) that after dinner, we have to go back to our own lives, our jobs, our insecurities, our fears and stuff. For me sitting there laughing at probably the same old jokes we had before, I feel almost sad. I wish I could go back to being the care-free student I once was at 17. No money matters to worry about, no work to be stressed about, nothing period.
Of cos I also recognise that i'm (hopefully) grown a bit now and have my own takes on most issues and all that grown-up mature stuff. But I also think that maturity is well over-rated.
The world is a cruel heartless place, and the sooner you see that, the better it is for you.
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