Upon knowing that my unofficial, secret rival of the past got married at this age where we just start to discuss about our future career and how we might not go back for reunion, I can't help but wondering that we are all grown up and receiving such news will be as staple as potatoes to the Europeans.

She's this girl whom I went to the same high school with whom my mum always compare with when I was in form 1. My mum will told me how she got 7As, got into 1 Bestari (It was the top class back then) and how intelligent she is. Today, when I know that she got married and starting a family at such a young age, I am tempted to feel proud of myself and yell 'You see!!! I am better off now, isn't it!!!!' but I can't. I know that I probably get the opportunity to achieve what I want compared to her, but it's just evil to secretly be proud of yourself and call her a loser.

Angelin and I spent almost a whole day talking about how when we grow up, people will start measuring us with the societal thermometer of success. Do we have the 6Cs, how much do you earn a month, is the company you work in a listed company and how big is your car? And 7 years from now, there'll be a reunion organised by the kiasu ones, aiming to test whether anyone can top their latest Volvo they just bought by climbing the corporate ladder. Maybe we were thinking too much, but there is always a possibility. Seriously, we are worried that we might not get to earn enough for our living, coz though money's not everything, we still need them to survive. But we are okay to know that we still have hope in our lives though we don't earn as much.

In fact, we'll be happy because we know that we have chosen a path not because it provides us a lucrative lifestyle, but something we enjoy doing. So what if we don't get rich by the age 30 for bailing out on direct selling? So what if you people earn RM10,000 a month while we only have RM3,500? Angelin's okay with her old Mini while I am fine with the latest Saga. I guess it's okay with living the life we are happy and comfortable with in different fashions. So, if my unofficial, secret rival is happy with getting married at 21, I wish her all the very best in life and may she has a blissful and blessed marriage life ahead. And when the reunion thing comes true, I'll just play with her kids...or watch a sad movie with Angelin and Aimee through a mp4 or something. haha.