The Future. Yes – those words. Right now the words I hate to hear most, just like; ‘masters’, ‘deadlines’, ‘calories’ and the name of the guy who decided to play with my feelings.

Do you think Cinderella ever thought about her future? I wouldn’t, as she had a job as her Stepmother’s slave.

Lucky for her, she was rescued by her Prince Charming with the help of a Fairy Godmother.

Unfortunately for most of us, there is no prince charming to secure a solid future. We have to do it all on our own. Of course, it is a privilege to have the freedom to decide what to do with your own future. Yet, at the same time, it makes it all the more terrifying.

The dean at my college told us at one of her lectures that she was looking at World leaders in the making.

It is safe to say that she was not referring to me. Because one, I can’t speak in public to save my life. Two, I have a tendency to run away from all my responsibilities. And three, I am pretty darn certain I am doing a major in unemployment.

Sometimes I wish I had my own prince charming.

On the other hand, I would never have a man decide my future like that. Besides, in this day and age, that would mean getting knocked up. And I am so not ready for that.

So for now, I will try not to Usain Bolt out of the door every time someone asks me what I want to do after university. Or when my Grandmother asks if I am ever going to bring a guy over for her to meet like all my other cousins. Then again, she also asked whether I liked cats…

Thanks Grams.

Well, even if I end up like a cat lady, at least I accomplished that on my own.


Your cat lady in the making

PS. I am allergic to cats.