Being idealistic is more often then not a far cry from being pragmatic. Reality bites. Anyone who has tasted enough of life can attest to that. So it wouldn't be my place to blame BSN students, call-center agents and couch potatoes. Let us only hope that the rest of the world would be equally understanding if ever I should fail to achieve the wild dreams that Singapore represents to my utter naivete.
I was encouraged strongly by Chevette's words when I shared doubts about my being too gutsy-albeit-foolish. She said I was like one of those lead characters in Disney movies -- the ones who follow star-trails in spite of sneers and jeers. The kinda girl who succeeds just because she was born to.
Indeed, I have led a charmed life. Even up to now, I cannot faithfully say I have been through enough heart-rending disappointments that have had me embarked upon soul-searching quests. I am not one to claim to be religious, but I do believe in karma -- so I suppose it is only natural for me to expect that I shall stumble upon great trials at some point in my life, not as atonement for the existence I relish but as a necessity to build a sort of balance of fortune. Surely I cannot be so lucky??
And yet I am -- and I appear to remain so. At least for now. I have my fingers crossed. There lingers a sense of something yet to come. Good or bad? Haha. Far be it for me to play the part of a fortune-teller. Hmm.. Life just happens. One thing is for sure: I think I'm ready to meet the big world. But is the world ready to meet little me??
