Message from a fourth grader
When I was in fourth grade, I remember our class being asked by my teacher, Ms. Domingo, (forgot her first name) to write an essay of what we would probably be doing ten years from then. Well, Ma’am, here it is. And sad to say, nothing that I wrote down on that paper came true. Although I don’t have the actual copy to prove it, I quite remember writing that ten years from fourth grade (I was 10 at 4th grade, I’m 20 now) I would probably be studying either medicine or Computer Engineering. But looky here, I’m studying chemical Engineering.
I also predicted having a boyfriend, which should be normal at my age, but I think my life is the triple point of abnormal, normal and paranormal. (may multo ba ito?) No seriously Its kinda getting frustrating, although I’m not neccesarily deperate, simply put, di naman ako panget ah!
I don’t know why I chose to write this entry now, or why the subject just suddenly popped out of my mind. Maybe because I’m finding out that everything doesn’t neccesarily go as planned. I know youre thingking "duh" right now, but really, it’s been hard for me to accept that no matter how meticulous everything is, there will still be a small glitch, no matter how modern, somethig is bound to go wrong. I just can’t accept that that is just the way the universe is, flawed.
But well, I had to accept that fact someday. Take my new Sharp calculator for example, because the quadratic function has a bug, I failed my 132 exam. Although I’m not one to wallow in self pity, its still is sad to know that the mistake wasn’t from me but from the technology in my hand.
Nowadays, people rely on the seemingly endless possibilities of technology. They put their entire lives on their blackberries, on their cellphones, and when these things crash, they’re left with nothing to start from. Whatever happened to good old writing things down?
I don’t know, maybe I’m just too traditional, or maybe I just don’t like change. This is where those old proverbs contradict themselves. Some proverbs say that we should be content with what we have blah blah blah. Yes, I agree we should accept what fate has given us. But just when you’re starting to accept your crappy life, it goes and changes. They say the only thing that is constant in life is change, so how the hell are you supposed to accept what you have now if eventually its gonna change anyhow?
Well that’s just one of the mysteries in life that we may or may not solve. But if ayone does, inform me will you?
