
Now, I feel caught between being a teen and an adult. Pretty much a end-teen/pre-adult crisis, like you know how people get caught with a mid-age crisis in their thirties/forties when they realise they're no longer young or that their butt starts to sag when cellulites hit in or something.. I wonder.
I've been receiving letters, not like parcels in the online shopping frequency about there, but letters like real real letters with those private and confidential stamp marked on it, those sealed from the bank etc...
I never used to receive letters so often you know, and pardon my unjustified point of view but I'll like to think of it as a sign of growing up. Like, you start to have documents to file about your income, bank statements, those stuff that goes straight to the study room. And, I upgraded my POSB Go! card to the orange debit one, and I could probably already say I do own a credit card somewhat, except that my own account balance is taken in note with every swipe I take.
I start to think about future, plan about future.. and okay probably worry a little about my future. Sheldon thinks I'm the most fortunate person in the world to have everything planned out for me in life. I have a great family, great environment, great friends, great education route, and of cos the greatest boyfriend.
But I'm probably the worst banker in the world and I'm going to be graduating with a diploma on Banking and Financial Services when I can't even manage my own finance. I can't control my spendings and the ratio to what I spend and get would just be the same as when I'm an adult. Then I thought of my future boring-until-can-snore job as a banker or financial consultant, having to wear suffocating dull coloured office clothes everyday I, will, die....
I pretty much want to open a shop in some isolated but pretty place, that sells all sorts of shoes having only a pair for every size in each design. I picture all four walls to be shelved with shoes that reached the ceiling, and my shop will be so successful that people from JB will want to drive down to SG just to visit it. Haha sure what a dream, but that's something I'll definitely do if there were no boundaries, no responsibility, no obstacles. It's my.... dream. Yes this is my dream.
Alright, snap back to reality.
I don't even have savings started out yet for my first car. Yes, I'll have to buy my first car but maintanence would be under the folks. Either that, or they'll get me the car and I'll have to maintain it - which would cost more in the long run. DANG MY VW VW VW I WANT A VW.
AND I'LL BE DRIVING. LIKE IN A YEAR, well hopefully when I pass all my pracs smoothly after signing up sometime next week. I used to think of the picture of me driving being so farfetched, now it's just a matter of choice if I wanted pick up this picture frame for me to be in it.
It's a ramble. But it isn't senseless ramblings. I feel old, and my shoulders weigh heavier when I see more of my bigger picture getting clearer.
I was probably inspired by that white strand of hair Sheldon spotted and plucked out of my scalp on Bus 36 while we were on our way to the East from Town.
Then again, I'm a kid cos I'm so addicted to gaming.. for now.
Fucking L4D sucks up my life when I lan.