Being Young
It all started with a weird dream....
Of going back to my primary school for lessons! :O
And now, I've got the blues.
Why?
Well, it got me thinking back to the days...
Back when little Danny was roaming around Qifa Primary School in West Coast Road.
Haha.
In class, I was one of those kids who wouldn't talk much.
Hmmmm.... I don't know why I was so quiet...maybe because every single class there would be "DON'T TALK" or "SHUT UP" or "BE QUIET" or "SILENCE" repeated loudly for all of us to hear.
To be honest, primary school hadn't had much of an impact for me. Back then all I thought of school was that we were forced to go to it. That it was part of being a kid.
But it sure brings back memories...good AND bad.
Primary 1 and 2 I was the ultimate guai-guai, goody-two-shoes boy. Seriously. I remember one time my teacher asked everybody in the class to stand up (for making too much noise) but told me to sit down coz I was "doing my work". Well, of course I WAS doing my work.
Hehe. :D
Primary 3 - 4 my horns were starting to sprout... I didn't do some homework or I played soccer till "slightly" after recess was over or started copying friend's work. But still basically one of the good boys.... I think.
Primary 5 - 6 were fun. Got to know many great friends, getting into trouble, making jokes, playing pranks in class.
Now what gets me so bluesy now is thinking back to how carefree I was those years.
How everything was so much simpler compared to now.
Last time all I had in my little prepubescent brain everyday was how to have more fun than I did yesterday.
LIFE WAS SO SIMPLE!
Monday - Friday = School (and 25% fun)
Saturday - Sunday = 100% fun!
Saturday and Sunday I would gather with my neighbourhood friends (and there were lots!) and play soccer in the void decks, be in some sort of mischief or just plain hanging out.
In West Coast Drive. :(
Now, 7+ years from the West Coast days... things are just plain boring.
Being a kid, having fun was so simple.
Now a teenager, I start to think too much... and suddenly fun got A LOT DAMN MORE complicated.
7 - 12 years old fun = gather at playground/void deck play soccer with friends.
17+ years old fun = ???
The most fun I've had most recently that I can think of is the Ubin trip. Even that I wasn't too satisfied.
I want more!
The problem is, I don't know what can ever satisfy my hunger for.... fun.
Of going back to my primary school for lessons! :O
And now, I've got the blues.
Why?
Well, it got me thinking back to the days...
Back when little Danny was roaming around Qifa Primary School in West Coast Road.
Haha.
In class, I was one of those kids who wouldn't talk much.
Hmmmm.... I don't know why I was so quiet...maybe because every single class there would be "DON'T TALK" or "SHUT UP" or "BE QUIET" or "SILENCE" repeated loudly for all of us to hear.
To be honest, primary school hadn't had much of an impact for me. Back then all I thought of school was that we were forced to go to it. That it was part of being a kid.
But it sure brings back memories...good AND bad.
Primary 1 and 2 I was the ultimate guai-guai, goody-two-shoes boy. Seriously. I remember one time my teacher asked everybody in the class to stand up (for making too much noise) but told me to sit down coz I was "doing my work". Well, of course I WAS doing my work.
Hehe. :D
Primary 3 - 4 my horns were starting to sprout... I didn't do some homework or I played soccer till "slightly" after recess was over or started copying friend's work. But still basically one of the good boys.... I think.
Primary 5 - 6 were fun. Got to know many great friends, getting into trouble, making jokes, playing pranks in class.
Now what gets me so bluesy now is thinking back to how carefree I was those years.
How everything was so much simpler compared to now.
Last time all I had in my little prepubescent brain everyday was how to have more fun than I did yesterday.
LIFE WAS SO SIMPLE!
Monday - Friday = School (and 25% fun)
Saturday - Sunday = 100% fun!
Saturday and Sunday I would gather with my neighbourhood friends (and there were lots!) and play soccer in the void decks, be in some sort of mischief or just plain hanging out.
In West Coast Drive. :(
Now, 7+ years from the West Coast days... things are just plain boring.
Being a kid, having fun was so simple.
Now a teenager, I start to think too much... and suddenly fun got A LOT DAMN MORE complicated.
7 - 12 years old fun = gather at playground/void deck play soccer with friends.
17+ years old fun = ???
The most fun I've had most recently that I can think of is the Ubin trip. Even that I wasn't too satisfied.
I want more!
The problem is, I don't know what can ever satisfy my hunger for.... fun.


