So I came across a blog recently which belongs to a secondary school friend of mine. We're still friends, and right now we've known each other for over a decade already. This particular blog of his hasn't been updated since the days our polytechnic days. Back then, about everyone from my secondary school had their own blog, be it Blogger or WordPress. Thus, it felt odd looking at this ancient relic of a blog and all the entries that it held.
We're big boys now. Most of the friends I'm in contact with are at the stage where we're completing university in a years' time or so. I will be the first to admit that the change from school to work is a big one. It feels a little demotivational to have had to job hunt for the past month and a half, when I know that there are people out there who have jobs at McKinsey & Company or Google waiting for them the moment they graduate and they might be making close to $100K a year straight out of college. But I digress, tonight is about nostalgia and not about envy.
Life is simply simpler when I was younger. That is the order of living on this planet. Back in my short-lived polytechnic days, the main goals I had were mostly chasing this girl or that. Besides that, it was meeting up with my friends and just talking cock and joking around. The way we interact whenever we meet these days are of course, a drastic change. It's neither for worse nor the better, I guess certain things lose their appeal as one goes through different phases in life. Oh snap, I haven't even entered the workforce and here I am getting tired of talk about money and careers.
Of course, I envision myself being so damn filthy rich that money is but a plaything to me. However, I can't seem to understand why many people in Singapore see money as the end goal in life. I'd like to be really good in earning money as well, and I will not deny the importance of money, but money is just that; money isn't going to bring me long-term happiness on it's own. Oh, and it sure as hell is boring when a conversation gets brought down to a comparison of how much so and so is making. "Wah! So much ah!", yea, good on you my friend, now let's talk about something else.
It's a paradox really, the day I am a made man and money is of little value to me is also the day I can afford to live simply. No more taking shit at the workplace or having to say shit at they workplace just so I can earn more or keep my job. No more having to give my heart and soul into pleasing someone with the jurisdiction over my income. Being able to do what you please is now an expensive luxury in contemporary society.
I'll end my ramble here as I realize this is what being without a job does to you. The human body and mind just doesn't function well when it is not tasked with a purpose. Well, hope that an interview tomorrow morning will change everything. Good luck to myself!
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