when i grow up...
just came home from a relatively hectic day... anyway met up with invent people for a meeting... but rewind, to when we were still meeting up. barbie greeted me with a, "peej still looks like a kid."
true, i was in shorts, sneakers, a t-shirt, and a baseball cap; an outfit that definitely does not lend itself to any sort of sartorial maturity. coupled with my clean look (i.e. sans goattee) i could've passed as a 16 year old (fyi almost 6 years shy of my age.) next to enzo - who was in makati yuppie-wear - i was 12.
but then again... maybe it's not just how i dress. it's more a state of mind. here i am, on blogger, typing away listening to CSI: Miami re-runs on tv. without a care. safe in my room. with all the time in the world.
but then, like i have been reminded only a couple of hours ago, there is more to life than this timeless room and AXN re-runs. i've actually started job-hunting (though 1 application sent in almost 2 weeks may not necessarily count as hunting... more of wildlife picture-taking.) i've been given more responsibilities in a new family business venture. i've also been working out an events company with friends.
maybe i am growing up. even if just a little at a time.
so here it is... what i wish i'll have become after 2 months of growing up. holding down a job at a multinational corp (or a local magazine publisher or an ad company) during the weekdays. spending spare time and nights as the creative director of the events company. a weekend graveyard shift DJ at a respectable radio station. helping out in the family biz during the weekends.
hehe can i take all of this without burning myself out? i dunno. i dont care. hehe oh well. there goes growing up... ;-)

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