Another blab

Initially, i wanted to talk something bad about the libraries in Singapore and its dominions(aka the librarians). But..urm, let's do that another day shall we? I was rummaging through my stuff when i stumbled upon, well wadyaknow?, an old photo of my family that was taken almost a decade ago. Yes, you can put a decade on my family already. Infact, nxt year, i think, my parents would have been married for over 20years already! That's one heck of a milestone.That's something both to be proud of and scared of at the same time. Does anyone remember when they were young? Well, as i was taking the trip down memory lane, i get the refresh memories of me when i was young-er. Im getting older but i dont suppose you'd consider 18 being an old age would you? I mean, if you did, then what about people who's over 60 years old? Haha..i suppose you could call him retro or something. But in Singapore, we call them senior citizens just out of respect. I dont really see the usefulness of that. I mean, if you're young, people call you young right? Or maybe the youth. Imagine people calling us the Junior Citizens. Stupid fellas. Anyways, here's wat i look like way back when i was still very innocent.
I dont quite remember how young i was but it was still in the Gombak days. Life was simple. Truly. I wake up, disturb my mother. Waited for my dad to come home just so that me and my brother could get him to read a storybook to us. I dont wish for things to change in any way. On days my dad was away from work, we'd go trotting as a family all over the island. Back then, my parents really liked Orchard Road because of the Yohan place. Now, they hate the place like nothing on earth. Like them, i too hate changes like that. But what's the point? Things change that's for sure and as a human being, all i can do is to adopt towards the change. Have a positive attitude towards it. But back then, it was all about the simple pleasures in life. Nothing else. I miss those days.
I even remember my growing up days. Quite happy to say that it was very much well lived i guess. My family had a rather comfortable life. But since my dad didnt earn the big bucks, we didnt have the luxury of all the other things that other family had. But, i was still happy. Really. Nowadays, even new boots and supplements are a neccesity to me. Still...buying them did not get the same amount of happiness that i used to have even without the money.
I have decided that i am a simple person! Haha..took me a long time before i could decide on it. I dont really need to go out often and splurge on anything and everything. Things that can make my life go on, is enough of a contention already (is that a word? Contention?). But during my years as a schooler...nothing ever seems enough for me. I always wanted what my friends had because i thought it could make me happy. Then, i end up wanting what everyone had...which is a terrible thing a child could ever do. So my parents decided to teach me a lesson. If i want them, i had to buy them with my own money. I didnt even see it as a lesson but just as a fair thing to do since it was fair enough that i bought those things which i dont really need for in the first place with my own money. As i am typing this, only do i realize that they were trying to tell me this: they work hard to earn that money so that me and my brothers would have a better opportunity at education and that all our NEEDS would be fulfilled. I did not realize that money was that hard to come by up till i went for a seminar a few months ago. How sad of me.
Call me a bitch. I really was one with that kind of attitude. I would always think that im better then others. That came about because i was thinking of how god made me and how others around me only existed so that my life would have a meaning to it ala The Truman Show. You know what i mean? So, i would look down on other people thinking that whatever it is, i am better then them. I dont even know why i was even thinking of that. But after a few classes and a few books(plus a couple of movies too) do i now realize that we are all equals. Those who are more equal can come kiss your own ass. You know who you people are! And dont come down to arrest me because i sad so. Or worst, get other people to do it for you you wuss! Okay...got sidetracked. Urm, ya..people being equals. Yup, i just make it a point to treat everyone equally. Instead of just yapping my butt off, i would listen to them. Truth be told, im better friends with them now. Why didnt i tink of it earlier?
Oh well, that was me when i was growing up to be who i am right now. A boy waiting to be a man when he enlists in April. So what do i do during the wait? I think some more about how i cam about the this juncture of life. I've already thought of that. Now, with almost all of where i came from being known to me, i have to think about where i want to go in life. Damn, im not even thinking of having a girlfriend...
Bloody hell...