I was just talking to my one of my high school yesterday about various career options when I had a vision of myself back when I was in high school.

What was I trying to do persuading them to think about possible career alternatives anyway? I wasn’t even concerned about what I wanted to be back then. It was not until my senior year that I seriously thought about my choice of course in college. And even then, I could only see up to that point. Beyond it, everything else is obscured – not the possible professions, not my salary, not my would-be expenses, nothing.

I was a drifter, in the figurative sense of the word. I just take what is given to me. I didn’t take any actions nor made any active decisions to plan my life in high school. My single most important concern back then was just to pass.  All my efforts to study were just aimed towards that, and no farther than that.

College was always eons away. I almost never thought about it. Others think it’s confidence. Some think it’s just being passive. I think it’s just plain innocence. But I guess it’s alright to argue ignorance. I’m not sure. All I know was that high school was fun and I survived thinking that way.

This is why I can sympathize with the students for being carefree. But that’s all I can do. Sympathizing with them doesn’t mean that I’m condoning their recklessness for studies. I’m not. When I was in high school I might be living for each day, but I never forgot my responsibilities as a student. I had fun but I wasn’t irresponsible. That’s the big difference.