I was told, I read, I saw, I understood. What can I say? Well, the best is just let it be. I've got no time for petty stuff.
The weather has been extremely hot lately with not a single drop of rain at all. Water rationing coming soon? I won't rule that out. It could be a possibility and the gym will start being flocked by many folks. Apparently there was a surge of sign-ups during the previous water rationing crisis.
When I was a kid, back then, that sounds so old, I didn't really care of how I look or what I wear. I would just leave it all to my parents to decide and buy them for me. I'll just wear it and be so happy with it. After that I grew older and I started to become picky on what I wear. I wanted certain colour and design. I didn't wanted things that were not of my liking. I started buying more clothes, not exactly me but my mom bought them for me. Teen life, I started taking into consideration how I look. My hair had to be properly trimmed and cut. My pants ironed nicely. My shirt with no wrinkles on them.
By the time I was in Uni, I took even more care on how I look. I started to drop the pounds, bought nicer clothes, mix and match pairs. Head to toe was being taken into consideration. My hair had to be styled by a professional. My choices of food were slightly more particular. How I spoke and walk even went into consideration.
Entered the working world, had the money in hand, made some major changes to my life. Joined the gym, bought branded stuff, drank at cafes, ate at restaurants, partied at clubs, spend much on many stuff which at that time was considered as a must and it reflects social status. I began spending a lot and enjoying like there was no end.
After 3 years of being in the work force, meeting people, knowing life and learning the meaning of cold hard cash, I've learned that is not what you wear on your back or how you look that matters, but instead it's the person you are that counts. I don't believe in splurging all you've made into vacations or goods which can only bring you temporary happiness for the sake of being notice in the community. I may not drive luxurious cars. I may not travel to European states. I may not party with who's who at major night spots. I may not eat the most expensive menus. I may not dress in the most sort after designer. I may not have cool rich friends. But one thing that I have is my family, friends and most important me being me.
Me, the small kid who always plays basketball in the evening throwing balls through hoops hung on a tree, screaming and shouting around the house, fighting and pulling with my brother and sister, it is me, who I've made a promise to stay true to my self forever and always.