Adebelle

Gosh, this is the first time I feel old (yes, O.L.D) having been the youngest in the project all these times. I guess that’s how my project mates feel when I’m around. Hmmm…

Met up with a friend, Joe whom I hadn’t seen for 2 years since graduation. He’s my cute lil’ flat mate back in good old university time. I miss his puppy too! Didi is an adorable dog which used to come in my room and play. He likes sitting on the skateboard and being pushed around in the kitchen. What a dog, what a hobby

Anyway, Joe brought along a friend for dinner with me at Zen. Guess what, she is only 18. I swear she doesn’t look quite her age… I thought she’s my age… but shhh… So, half way through the dinner, another friend arrived. She’s not 18 but she is only 17!!!! She is a baby! Gooooosh, I can’t believe I was kinda hanging out with two teenagers! Oh coz it is not a crime but all day long I’ve been surrounded by people who are older than I am. All of the sudden, I was dining with 2 teenagers… how weird is that??? Trust me, kids these days grow really fast. If they hadn’t proudly announced their age, I wouldn’t for once imagine they are barely touching 20 years old!

I am the OLDEST on the table! Geeez, the oldest! This is kinda hard to digest maaan… I am the oldest, not the youngest, not anymore… I have so many younger cousins and I have no problems or whatsoever communicating with them. But the thing is I don’t really hang out with teenagers this way, you see.

Then the cute lil’ junior (she is rather adorable. Two minutes sitting next to me and the had already asked a string of questions) blew me away with one of her many questions. ‘Do you always have it easy at work?’ I looked up at her while still chewing on my unagi (err, is that what you call an eel in japanese?) Her eyes followed the movement of my mouth waiting for my answer. Oh boy, I wished I could chew faster…

My little head was processing the question on the plate. ‘Do you always have it easy at work?’ Hmmm, what did it suppose to mean? Was thinking maybe she wanted to know how working life is really all about. You know maybe she wanted to prepare herself for that… though a 17 year-old and working life don’t really match. But hey, I am nice senior… I could spare some times educate her.

Poor girl, she must have waited an eternity for my answer. Just when I was about to open my mouth, she was talking again. ‘You know, I have a friend who is already working. She told me that everyone at work treats her really nice. That makes her working life a breeze.’ ‘Oh, I see. Hmmm, your friend is really lucky. Decided to give her the real flavour of reality, I went on and on about some nasty experiences my friends had. ‘Gosh, really? But my friend has it really easy!’ I was rather pleased with myself. After all, I had just opened up a young and innocent’s eyes about the real world. One can’t always live in a fairy tale, right?

I was about to continue with more nasty stuff (was giving her a life lesson here maaan… was saving her from getting culture shock when she faces the real working world in a good few years time) and I heard her saying, ‘My friend is really pretty. I thought you are very pretty yourself too.’ (sorry, I didn’t mean to openly gloat about this… but hey, will ya excuse me for a few seconds please :P)

Oh maaaaaaaaaaaaan… did you hear that?!?! This cute lil’ junior thinks I am ‘ahem’… I thought I blushed for a minute… Please don’t mind me here. Am relishing the moment… okay okay, stop it Adeline, stop… this is pathetic…

Alright, am back to normal self again. Hehe… there is only one thing in my head now though. I wanna age gracefully. I wanna preserve my youth but not with Botox, face lift or plastic surgery, okay. I am afriad of needles!! Besides, that’s not really aging gracefully… The

best way to preserve one’s youth I say, is to live life the way your think you deserve it. Happiness shines through the eyes of the happy people; happy people are the most beautiful people and when you feel beautiful ‘age’ is merely a sand in the sea…

By the way, come to think of it, I kinda have it easy at work, haven’t I? One hell of a lucky girl I am Work is good while life is even better. I am blessed with loving family, great friends who will not judge who you are but cherish what makes you you, helpful and fun colleagues, nice strangers on the streets (occasionally some odd ones but hey life is still beautiful)…

I LOVE MY LIFE!

P/S: at the end of this post, if you think that I’m insecure around younger people I strongly urge you to disregard that thought. It was just a momentary paranoia, okay! And you better admit you have that occasionally too! I can see right through you

Oh by the way, in the middle of dinner, I asked Joe innocently and of course nonchalantly, ‘hey, how old do you think I look like?’ ‘16’, he replied with a glint in his eyes. I knew it! I knew it! He was mocking me! But hey, 16 isn’t all that bad

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