Growing old
I'm so proud of myself! I'm going for MOST of the lectures and I'm actually doing tutorials.
Well, my days at Sentosa have been pretty fun so far.
I love the part where I don't have to travel much.
But the food there is expensive! Like a bowl of century egg porridge can cost about $4!
Sheesh how dumb can tourists be!
Anyway, I'm sitting in front of my lappy wondering what to do and so I decided to read my mail. Lucky me, I chanced upon this email.
It seems only like yesterday.....





I've never thought about growing old. (I mean, I always think that I'm still too young to think so far)
But, growing up scares me now.
These characters had their prime age, where every little kid in town goes crazy over them and they still do. They left behind a legacy so even when they became become a thing of the past, people still remember them.
But, what about me?
I haven't done anything amazing in my life and I don't know if I ever will.
I see friends getting on honour rolls, getting scholarships, winning medals,earning big money, maturing....
Yet,I've nothing to my name.
Years down the road, when I get married and have kids, I don't want to be telling them that hey, your mum is only mediocre person or an averade jane for that matter.
I want to be special to someone.
I would love to at least say something like 'Oh, I might not earn big bucks but I'm good at _____.'
At least something for my kids to look up to me.
Probably, that's why I'm working extra hard in school.
Its to make up for the times when I wasn't working hard and still very immature.
Well, I'm not asking to be famous or whatsoever.
All I'm asking is to have someone appreciate whatever talents I have.
Probably someone close, someone I love.
I don't want to grow old regretting or die as a nobody, I want to be a somebody in somebody else's eyes.
At the end of the whole email, there was this quote:
"Life is short, break the rules, forgive sooner, love with true love, laugh without control and always keep smiling.
Maybe life is not the party that we were expecting, but in the mean time, we're here and we can still dance....."
Well, it did spark a little motivation in me.
At this point in time, my life might not be the perfect party I was expecting.
But I still have to move on and why not do it happily?
I'm sure the day will eventually come when I'll get over this period of low self-esteem and confidence and finally find my self-worth.
I've been waiting for dear's call but I guess his busy. And, my eyes can't help but keep shutting....