Contentment. It makes a difference.
"Being grown up isn't half as fun as growing up, these are the best days of our lives."
So why am I feeling like I'm wasting my one supposedly super-fun extra-exciting last-year-of-school?
I've always pictured Form 5 to be like, you know, perfect. To be surrounded by all my friends and favourite people, to play stupid pranks like we did in Form 3, to gang up and break small rules together because it'll be the last year we ever get to do that again...
Not that I'm right now surrounded by enemies and least favourite people, but these also aren't people I'd call up around midnight after graduation and ask if they want to go to the mamak together. These aren't the people I'd gather up with for updates.
These are just people I study Biology and Chemistry and other subjects together in the same four walls, and people who fret with me when SPM draws nearer. But after SPM, we'll most likely each go our own way.
These are the people I'd smile and greet when I see them in the malls some time this year, but would go,"That person looks so familiar! On TV wan ah?" few years after this.
These people are generally really nice. But you just don't get along well with every nice person in the country.
Some people get along with their classmates very well when they go to a new class, but then again, they are also the ones who has a new 'best friend' every year. They start hanging out with their new friends more than the old ones. Many times have I seen this happening (heck, I've also been a 12-month-close-friend before), many times have I been told that someone's friend doesn't hang out with her anymore, and many times I have sighed because it is just so pitiful. Because at the end of the schooling years, who will you know are the ones you will promise to make them Godmothers for your kids, and still hang out with and celebrate your 99th birthday together?
Well, whatever. I just want to drive. =)
Speaking of what I want, that Li-Ann tagged me. It's not what I usually do lah, but what the heck.
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I wish I had:
- an easier to remember name. Because 'ChooiYen' is so hard to commit to memory.
- a soundproof room equipped with the latest hi-fi system and guitars with un-cacated amps and a proper set of drums (eventhough I've only had extremely few lessons. Simply beat around also fun.)
- all the albums that I could ever want. So I don't have to go, "Buy jeans ah? Aiyah, buy CDs better lah!" (This is to counter what Li-Ann said.)
- my brother studying in a local university. Because eventhough he can be a very mean brother, he's also the one who took care of me and gave me money when my parents were at work. Goodness, I didn't realize the things he did, until after he left for Hawaii.
- free, all expense paid trip to not-HongKong-Disneyland!
- a whole lot of money, like Operah who gives away free cars, so I could help the poverty stricken.
- the ability to help pay off all the countries in serious debts, make all trades fair, make poverty history, and educate every single child in the world. (a.k.a. I whish I had infinity amounts of hundred dollar bills in my bank account.)
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See, I can be very greedy when I let myself be. I can want so much money I would have underwears made out of them. Which is why, I've got to control myself.
That is all that really matters, anyway.
Perhaps, being in the most fun class and having gazillion dollars doesn't matter so much.
So why am I feeling like I'm wasting my one supposedly super-fun extra-exciting last-year-of-school?
I've always pictured Form 5 to be like, you know, perfect. To be surrounded by all my friends and favourite people, to play stupid pranks like we did in Form 3, to gang up and break small rules together because it'll be the last year we ever get to do that again...
Not that I'm right now surrounded by enemies and least favourite people, but these also aren't people I'd call up around midnight after graduation and ask if they want to go to the mamak together. These aren't the people I'd gather up with for updates.
These are just people I study Biology and Chemistry and other subjects together in the same four walls, and people who fret with me when SPM draws nearer. But after SPM, we'll most likely each go our own way.
These are the people I'd smile and greet when I see them in the malls some time this year, but would go,"That person looks so familiar! On TV wan ah?" few years after this.
These people are generally really nice. But you just don't get along well with every nice person in the country.
Some people get along with their classmates very well when they go to a new class, but then again, they are also the ones who has a new 'best friend' every year. They start hanging out with their new friends more than the old ones. Many times have I seen this happening (heck, I've also been a 12-month-close-friend before), many times have I been told that someone's friend doesn't hang out with her anymore, and many times I have sighed because it is just so pitiful. Because at the end of the schooling years, who will you know are the ones you will promise to make them Godmothers for your kids, and still hang out with and celebrate your 99th birthday together?
Well, whatever. I just want to drive. =)
Speaking of what I want, that Li-Ann tagged me. It's not what I usually do lah, but what the heck.
===
I wish I had:
- an easier to remember name. Because 'ChooiYen' is so hard to commit to memory.
- a soundproof room equipped with the latest hi-fi system and guitars with un-cacated amps and a proper set of drums (eventhough I've only had extremely few lessons. Simply beat around also fun.)
- all the albums that I could ever want. So I don't have to go, "Buy jeans ah? Aiyah, buy CDs better lah!" (This is to counter what Li-Ann said.)
- my brother studying in a local university. Because eventhough he can be a very mean brother, he's also the one who took care of me and gave me money when my parents were at work. Goodness, I didn't realize the things he did, until after he left for Hawaii.
- free, all expense paid trip to not-HongKong-Disneyland!
- a whole lot of money, like Operah who gives away free cars, so I could help the poverty stricken.
- the ability to help pay off all the countries in serious debts, make all trades fair, make poverty history, and educate every single child in the world. (a.k.a. I whish I had infinity amounts of hundred dollar bills in my bank account.)
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See, I can be very greedy when I let myself be. I can want so much money I would have underwears made out of them. Which is why, I've got to control myself.
HEB 13:5 Keep your lives free from the love of money and be content with
what you have, because God has said, "Never will I leave you; never will I
forsake you."
That is all that really matters, anyway.
Perhaps, being in the most fun class and having gazillion dollars doesn't matter so much.
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