A Friendly Advice

I might seem a bit off to some who would read this post but I do not intend to offend anyone. I simply wish to tell the truth to some of the teenagers and 20-somethings like me that our parents owe us nothing. It is just a simple reminder so that the next time we want to act like spoiled brats in public or spend our parents’ money as if it is our own we would think twice, thrice or even a hundred times. And I am saying this not only to other people who I might actually not know, but also to myself.

Sometimes I wonder how some kids spend their parents’ money to buy expensive things one after another even if they really don’t need them without considering how hard their parents work just to provide for them. Honestly, we were not born into this world to be pampered for the rest of our lives. Come to think of it, we are the ones who owe our parents everything. Without them, we would not even exist.

Currently I am in my early twenties, working and living independently from my parents. There are still things which I can’t afford without their help so I do ask them to provide for me from time to time. But whenever I intend to ask for something, it takes me about a year to think it through before I go to them and ask. I consider the fact that I am already capable of surviving on my own which is why I have to check and double check the reason why I should be asking for their assistance. Most of the time, I come to a conclusion where I learn that I can do it on my own saving them from spending their money or effort for my sake. It is like my own way of paying back the time they have spent in taking care of me until the time I can be set free.

It is not our parents’ job to feed us when we are hungry but to teach us how to feed ourselves. They will not carry us for the rest of our lives but will teach us how to walk, how to run, how to fly to reach for our dreams. Once again, they owe us nothing but we owe them everything.

Think about it.

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Still A Kid At 22

my new gadget

my new gadget

I’m not going to deny it. Definitely, I am still a kid at heart and in mind, perhaps. Probably when they say men mature slower than women, I took the thought too seriously. But hey, I’m not complaining. I love being a kid, even at the age of twenty-two.

Even though I’m already a graduate from college and already working for about a year and a half, I still haven’t grown out of those things that made me happy as when I was a child. My love for video games and gadgets remains unchanged.

Recently, for my birthday, I bought a new handheld game console. My mom’s initial reaction was to tell me “You still haven’t moved on from these sort of things, huh?”. In response to her query, I simply smiled the way kids smile when they get what they really really want.

Not that I don’t want to grow up, but I just want to enjoy myself while I still can. This is the only time and the only way I can see to be able to enjoy the money I earn. Somehow, these are like my frustrations when I was a kid — since I don’t have the capacity to buy my own things back then.

Cheers to all the guys — and girls, too — who will never lose touch with the kid in them! Here’s a song for us. Enjoy being a kid…forever. 🙂