Thinking

So here I am, examinations looming, and I am blogging.

To be more accurate, I'm thinking out loud, I just can't bear not sharing my pent up thoughts.

So many questions, as a 21-year old living in an incredibly pampered yet competitive island nation.

Like this: When do we truly transition from child to adult? In America, it's safe enough to say that as a 21 year-old, you're old enough to go out into the real world, rent an apartment with a bunch of like-minded friends, make merry and have unprotected sex every other night, and be entirely responsible for whatever repercussions that might have.

In Singapore, up to a ridiculous age of 25-26, we live with our parents. Sure, we are legally 'responsible' - in truth, our parents take the bullets for us and give us an allowance. I'm safe in my cocoon, as a 'young adult' caught in transition. How awkward.

How about this: Does me getting a stellar educational record play an important role in my future? So I get my Bachelor's. I go into the workplace, my colleague tells me the next level of management are all Master's holders - minimum requirement. Where does it end?

When it comes down to it, what are we slugging it out for?

Is there really freedom when it comes to job selection? Or are we, as able men, limited by social stigma and hard pressed to get jobs that men should get - lawyers, doctors, journalists? House-husband: smirks and chuckles around town; get a real job, honey.

Thinking is utterly depressing.

Appreciation

I think in the midst of all things, it occurred to me that if you just look hard enough, you can see all the good works that God is doing day by day, minute by minute, in our lives.

You just have to look hard enough.