me, myself and i

a friend once told me that i think too much. which surprised me since i know very well that i'm a lazy bum and am so lazy that i sometimes feel lazy to think. heck i'm even lazy to eat/chew anything (at times). at which some people find it weird. hurm

moving on..every now and then i'd ask to myself, what would the younger me think about me? if by any chance she could travel time to meet me, would she be proud of me? would she be surprised? is it in a good way or the other? am i what she expected me to be?

i'm sure all her expectations would be in vain but then is there a chance that whatever i am today might make her feel proud of me? if the younger me ever saw me, would she have the feeling that she couldn't wait to become me?

looking back through the years i've grown i think i've changed. heck i've changed a lot more/faster these past few months. and i'm thinking that these changes are more on the bad side rather than the opposite. i know this for a fact but i'm too lazy to think what i should do to resolve this. the only time i'm excited to think is when i'm doing audit (ceyceycey) and in the exam hall. which reminds me i'm suppose to study but all of the sudden i have the urge/idea to write this post.

when i was young i wanted to be a lot of things. i wanted to be a painter, journalist/writer, actor, singer,photographer. guess you can tell how fickle i was. then later dad brainwashed me into becoming a doctor when i told him i wanted to be a singer. so it was doctor for me for most of my teen years. then came ally and i wanted to become a lawyer instead. of course if you had told the younger me what i'll be doing now she'll be crushed to pieces since it's the last thing on her mind. in fact i'm not really sure if the younger me would even know what audit is. because as far as i can remember the younger me doesn't even know what debit credit means let alone what assets and liabilities are. heh

i just hope that the older me would somehow not be disappointed in me. i hope that when the old me comes to visit me, she'll smile a sincere smile and tell me that everything is going to be alright.

now the question is, what would i think if i ever meet the old me? would i feel the same as what the younger me does? hurm..guess i'll just have to wait and see for myself

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