So. Holidays. I think I have been through this before. I think I have blogged about this before in fact last year. This conspiracy known to us as the holidays.
Holidays, such a cheery word. Usually we would welcome this word with open arms, but now, we can't help but to miss school. Yup, I said it. MISS SCHOOL. How wrong does that sound? I mean, at school at least you can chat with your friends face to face, disturb your classmates. You know, DO SOMETHING. Right now, I am at home thinking about what to do. I was deliberating with a particular classmate of mine (Duane) and we were discussing about the need to find jobs at this point of time.
It was highlighted several times about the need to have a job, or otherwise known as a source of income. Money. We all need money. We need money to go out, recreation, new clothes, watching Twilight twenty seven times. All these activities require money. You might enquire 'What about our parents?' Ah, parents. Our current source of financial aid. We look to them now with an outstretched arm so that they can obligingly place a sum of money into our awaiting palms. Well, we're sixteen. We cannot solely depend on our parents for money. We need to go out there, explore and get that money for ourselves.
On that note about age, we are after all, just sixteen. There is no upmost neccessity to obtain a flow of income by ourselves right now. We might not be considered as children anymore but we are considered fresh and inexperienced to adulthood. We are known as teenagers. Gah, what a fickle-minded word. We are neither children nor adults. So what to do, what to do? How do we solve this dilemma of ours? How to we escape this contradiction?
Always ask yourself these questions before you take that step into the working world:
1) Do I really need the money?
2) Am I qualified enough?
3) Am I too lazy to commit to a proper job?
Ah well. I do not see a job anytime soon in my future. But then can someone tell me what am I supposed to do with all the free time that I have? I can't just stay at home and count how many cracks there are in my ceiling (six and a half). That is so stupid. If a job is what it takes to get me out of the house for a reason then I might just consider it. Otherwise, looks like its going to be a dull few months for me. However, I could just spend my time with my friends (and someone else). But of course, I could. I could hang out with all of them. But it appears as though my primary sources of accompaniment is either in Hong Kong or at their class chalet. The wait for their return is indeed agonizing but I shall prevail.I'm up for suggestions people. Know that.