Life, huh? It always manages to find a silly creative sarcastic way to screw one over. Hahaa!
Am a big believer that nothing in life comes as a coincidence. It’s there to serve a purpose. Whether it’s to help, to teach, or simply to show a fact that we fail to notice – things happen for a reason. We just need to learn to comprehend them.
Now, these next few lines will sound extra cheesy. I just can’t stop myself to want to write it down anyways. This, is my tacky confession. And here it goes:
This particular first post edition is dedicated to the one who had crossed my mind when I thought about my life to come lately. About the color and lesson he gave me.
Note that this is not a hate post. If anything, this is more of a thank you note.
So yes, I’ve been thinking about the future lately. Being a spontaneous character, this is unlikely of myself. By experience, I’ve learned that making plans is not among my stronger point. Geez, look what happened with my marriage plan? :p
Now, people.. I loved my job.
It doesn’t pay as well as its social status and reputation, since I work in a multinational energy company. But my work developed my professional competencies the exact way I wanted it, at least for the first 4 years that is. And I used to dream I’d be in that position. To be a CSR implementer in this particular company was one of my wildest dreams. And this is just me saying the truth out loud.
Nonetheless, while entering my 5th year now, I’m thinking of leaving it.
Now, this guy. Wrecked my life’s plan. Single handedly ruin my path to tie the knot with the man I’ve been seeing for 6 years before I met him (thus, the messed up 27-years-old-and-already-married scenario – that’ll be in another post though).
He was not quite the type that I would fall for. Not that nerdy and bright and challenging in an intellectual manner type. *ups! :p
Your wedding invitation slapped me in the face for have staying put in my life, at least since you went away. When all my friends (yes, including you) have moved on with their lives, here I am still floating in insecurity.
I’ve gotten too comfortable with what I liked to do, that I’ve forgotten that I still need to leap and jump and step and lick on a few others before I got anywhere closer to the place I wanted to be in life.
After 8 months – and a wedding invitation – I finally got your point.
I have always said to my friends – on my sane moments that is – that life is not all about love. That love is merely an aspect of it. A significant chunk, sure. But there are more in life than just it. We all have those other things in life to worry about, to work on, and to fight for.
You told me in our last encounter that you’d be leaving the country after your marriage, just like you planned it. I told you that you were being a snob for rubbing your success in my face. –I still think you are a snob, FYI.
Speaking of “the one”, I think I’ve just gotten THE revelation last Saturday night, in a corporate event held somewhere along the beach of Jakarta. While watching Mulan Jameela singing Cinta Mati 2 in concert, nonetheless. :|
And through out that song, I remember holding back my tears while thinking,
I honestly don’t know where life would take me. But I’ll make sure I’ll give my best shot at every corner from now on.
So here’s to life, cup.