7 posts tagged “life's like that”
"Be careful of that one. Its nuclear powered you know."
Random.
I am suppose to be on my way back to camp.
Suppose.
I think, suddenly, some of you might really finally understand what I am writing about.
Here goes:
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This side of me is real. Or so I think. Unique, just like everyone else.
Okay, maybe I might be a little on the heavy side.
We all go through life like every one else. Sometimes a little lost on what to do next. Sometimes, the fire rages to get a goal in mind. And yet sometimes, We want to do nothing at all.
The minutes becomes hours, the hours run into the days. And the days turns into weeks and months.
And soon, past has past us by.
For a moment, I sat there, amazed at how many faithful years has past and what amazing memories they have left etched in my heart.
From a a toddler, barely audible. To that little kid well versed in Hokkien. Failing English and Chinese in Primary School, to scoring a 'B' in the O Levels. Poly days were fun, or so I hoped it was.
Doning the clothes of the Jungle, I picked up my arms and made my way through the endless training.
Just when I thought I was almost there, I wasn't.
The day I threw my hat into the air.
That day I knew.
How glad I was!
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This is the side of me that I see. Every morning in the mirror.
This side of me that has been going for way too long.
Empty. |
Things seem a little off.
Heck.
I think the entire Earth is off.
What the.
I detest Booking In.
Not that I do not like NS (trust me when I say I have no problems with it at all), it is just very irritating to book in and out of camp when your camp is out there in the middle of NOWHERE.
Really.
Out there in the middle of nowhere.
Serious.
Oh yeah.
Its my Party and I'll Cry if I want to.
It doesn't take much to make someone's day huh?
A simple thought, that one chance to pick up something for that someone and hey, presto!
That someone is happy.
In more ways then one.
I must thank this person for getting that smile back on me face. Its been a while since I can be myself le. Too long I guess.
In a tune that I reckon only the both of us know and would fit on this particular day:
la la la la la la~
la la la la la la la~
la la la la la ~
yeah!~
Where did my anticipation go?
I used to anticipate me old grand day.
Now?
What's happening tomorrow that I should know of?
There, I have said it.
There is this little cockroach on my table right now, munching on what I am guessing to be a old skin flak from someone in the house.
The thing is, I can't seem to decide whether to:
1. Smash it.
2. Let it crawl away on its own.
I took a closer look and thought it was pretty cute. It is about the same size as a mosquito and its still golden brown. Reckon it just came out of its egg not too long ago. I think they call it "purse" when it comes to cockroach eggs.
Oh great.
No more life changing (at least for the cockroach nymph) decision for me le.
It just crawled away.
Its gone.
