(dancer at rest by alpha shanahan)that's the thing about high school, it evokes remarkable nostalgic musings. but i always thought i could have done better during that inspiring period, if i could have studied a bit harder, tackled the schoolwork with a bit more relentless passion, i would have not disappointed my parents. by the time graduation was unveiling in front of the hundred year old main building, i came up short of my folks' expectations. most of my friends did well though, i was peering over the honor roll in my mind recently and most of them were close intimates. one of my dearest friends in fact was way up there at the top academically and for twenty years has never hit the skids in bringing kudos to special occasions or hold my hand in the most tearful of moments.
a particular topic in a repartee during our recent reunion and a friendster shoutout made me speculate on one classmate's conjectures. they're not necessarily conjectures but marriage and kids are always touchy subjects. to quote carrie bradshaw's opening phrase in her voice over in the later seasons of SATC, i couldn't wait but wonder, are all these competitions really necessary? as school kids we battle it out for the highest grades and recognitions, and as adults, do we have to joust for the most enormous house and the best looking kids? success and happiness are abstract points. every individual is unique and so forth. but really, do we always have to lock horns for the biggest catch?
1 comment:
oh love, sadly it is.
nobody just wants to own to it. on the surface though it's all pleasantville.
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