Had bubble tea with a few people tonight. At 24, I found myself the
second oldest at the table. At first, I tried to participate in the
conversation but found that observing it was more interesting.
To those people, kids really, friendships mean someone who’s been there for them a few years ago
during a hard time. Honey, if it’s been a few years and he’s done
nothing for you since except stand you up and cause trouble between you
and your boyfriend, I think it’s time to reconsider things here. He’s
not that great. No one is that busy. (And sounds like he wants in your
Youth can be so impressionable, idealizing false “gods” – whoever comes
along with some sense wit, ability or undefinable aura of “coolness”.
Changing minds as quickly as they change their clothes. Swaying from
whatever sounds just about right to whoever seems most confident and
They are also so self-centred – constantly demanding to be in the
spotlight. Showing off the newly acquired knowledge – trying on new
words, concepts like a new pair of runners. Injecting an unsolicited
opinion or view on barely understood issues. Opposite sides of the same
coin of insecurity?
I sat back and listened to the conversation tonight, glad that I have a
little bit of life experiences – to realize that those idols are really
human and so am I.
It’s not annoying; instead it’s sweet and sad. To know they will have
to go through those experiences that will tear you down and break you.
Making you question those values and truths you hold dearly. Those
At some points during the night, I thought I wanted to go back to that
mindset of naivety and innocence. But then I’m glad to be wiser now
with what I know. I’m glad for all my 24 years of experience – even if
I’m really just still very young and naive. Still not experienced or
worldly enough. At least I know (a litte) better about human nature.