Wednesday, 14 October 2009
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Reblogging, tumblr style.
"Let's get this straight :
I think I have a lot to be proud of. I'm proud that I don't live with my parents, that I am able to juggle school, two jobs, and an active social life. I'm proud that I've kept my promise to myself of keeping up my French once I came back to Canada -- in fact, I've more than kept it up, I've continued to improve it even though I'm no longer living in a predominantly francophone environment.
I'm also happy with my life at this moment : my independence from my parents, my French, my relationships with the people around me. This is probably what I have to be proud of most of all -- that I'm happy, that there's not a thing in the world (okay, maaaybe a carte de séjour) for which I would exchange lives with somebody else.
I didn't win the game of life -- I work my ass off for all this. My independence from my parents ? Fought long and hard for it. My rent ? I work more than any student I know. My social life ? Fuck, I don't just sit in my living room and wait for cool friends and events to show up from nowhere -- I go out and meet people. My sex life, too. Being a slut makes me happy and I take steps to ensure that I remain slutty.
So I'm sick of people telling me how lucky I am, I'm sick of being envied for my lifestyle. There's no trick and nothing to envy. Things do not fall out of the sky for me. If you want what I have, you think long and hard about whether or not the perks of my lifestyle (the independence, the socialising, the boytoys) are worth the shitty bits (the crappy jobs and no sleep... and probably the premature ageing that'll start showing any minute now). For me, they're worth it, but only you can decide if it would be worth it for yourself, and if it is, then you put in that effort and we'll both be happy independent tired slutty social butterflies with no free time. If not, there's nothing wrong with that, but don't complain to me about how much your life sucks and I have it so much better, and don't try to guilt trip me for being happier than you, and above all don't ever, ever let me hear the words "You're so lucky" from your mouth.
... now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go brew some coffee in order to make up for the 3 hours of sleep I got last night. And maybe slather on some retinol. Catch those premature wrinkles early, you know."
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