youth is yesterday

this weekend i went on a retreat with my kt castmates from the past two years.

(btw, i can’t believe that i’ve been with kt since 2008 and in the bay since 2009…)

anyway, we mapped out our three-year goals, discussed company logistics, prepped skits and most importantly, bonded.  i’m the oldest member in the group by at least three years.  i had forgotten what it was like to be in my early 20s and it was another instance where my skepticism over just how different a few years can be was silenced.

it’s not necessarily the issues they were grappling that was different, but moreso their outlook and perspective on what is possible.  i don’t know if life has made me a bit more cynical or just plain realistic, but i don’t believe that all dreams can come true anymore.  i don’t believe that people can work hard and succeed.  i don’t believe that things can come easily if you invest your heart into it.

not that i would ever tell them any of that.

what the doctor told me

that while i’ve gained five pounds per year since 2008, i don’t need to lose weight, but should stabilize.  and that i should buy a scale to check and make sure i don’t gain anymore.

dear bay area commuters

a) there is space in the middle of the car: move in and stop blocking the doors.

b) if this were new york and you wore your backpack in a crowded train or bus, someone would undoubtedly tap you on the shoulder and say with a smile “if your fucking bag bumps me one more time, i will rip it off you” — true story: take your bag off and hold it to make more room.

c) the worst place to take your time meandering, checking your phone or talking to a group of friends is anywhere in the vicinity of the turnstyles or exits: get out of the way or at least get out of my way.