When we were in high school, my barkada and I thought we were all that. Boys would be after us to no end. (Seriously. They make all sorts of advances and we’d have to slap them just to make them stop. Ang arte no? Lol.)
Then we entered college. In college, we saw photos of ourselves in high school and we could barely keep a straight face as we looked totally ridiculous in them. “And we thought we were all that?” we asked ourselves.
So we proceeded with college and we thought, “Never mind, we’re so much better-looking now than when we were in high school.”
Then we left college. As yuppies, we saw photos of ourselves in college and I, in particular, could barely swallow the fact that I, in fact, looked ugly.
So as a professional, I allotted a chunk of my salary in improving my style and total look.
Right now, I’m already feeling pretty good about how I look but gee, I wonder if I’d find my current look atrocious, say 4-5 years down the road?
Ricky Reyes, I need help, lol.