Ever wonder when did life start getting so complicated?? Somewhere in between learning how to walk to where we are now - life just got complicated.
As a kid, all I worried about was getting good grades in school (in fear of my parents throwing me out of my house if I dare bring home anything less than an "B+" Haha...Gotta love our Asian parents!)or in constant fear of what was considered "popular" to wear (Remember all those layerings in the 80s?!!). Things were pretty much "black or white" to me -- either it was totally wrong or absolutely right. But as time rolls along ... all of a sudden, I was introduced to a new color -- GRAY. I hate "gray" (though, I love the color in clothing!) ... I can't stand when there is an issue that is "gray".
So when I am confronted with an issue that others argued to be "gray", I can't help but wonder... Did life just got complicated or is it us that turned things complicated??
I remembered those days, all I think about was to get good grades.