Change

I just went and read a senior's first blog post. I look at it, stare at it, scrutinize it, and begin to wonder. When do we all just start changing so dramatically? Compared to now, his blogging from 2 years back or so seem so....... well, innocent?

Just exactly when do we change?

I've had a friend from primary that was nice, though she had big dreams of being 'popular'. Three years down the road, we don't really talk anymore, and my mum bumps into her mum. She's changed as well. Cares more about friends, cheerleading, and clubbing and being 'popular' rather than her studies. Definitely a 180 degree change.

Had some guy friends back from primary that were quite nice as well. Heard from someone that they've turned into absolute jackasses. Some friends, i don't keep into contact anymore, but certainly, they've changed as well.

In three years, we can change so much.

How many times we change is also quite something to behold sometimes.

Just how we change is the same issue as well.

We just change....... so much in so short a time.



I'm certain I've been changing all my life.




From a nonchalant and distant child who had no shame.


To an emo child for a good 2 years of my life.


Becoming quite an awkward, anime-loving teen.


To a mostly, responsible(I think), not so sociable, more jaded person who still likes anime but not so obsessively anymore( I think; see the insecurity? :p).


I don't hold a fascination for that much longer. I can't seem to get over the fact that people may be looking at me as if I'm a stupid idiot. I still think I don't meet the expectations of many people around me.





But I'm still changing.


I'm learning to speak, to think, to lead, to do everything that I need to do, to keep in time, to write more, to be more emphatic, to be more responsible........


Everyone is changing, getting older every year, getting wiser every year, maturing, making mistakes. That's what humans are made to do. And in the end, we all return to dust.



There's a list of things anyone could learn over time.


Whether we meet that list is a different matter.



But, we're still changing. We're still learning.



Some people haven't moved just yet.



But change? Change is definitely going to come.


Let's just hope that it's the right change.



Like his version better than the original :)

The Concept of Sleepovers

Definition of sleepover:the act of spending the night as a guest in another's house, especially the participants are children....

That sure says a lot about us teenagers that do this activity.

Seriously.

How many sleepovers has one been to?

I'm currently blogging from the second sleepover at a friend's house in my entire 16 years of life, and I got to tell you, the basic criterias of the sleepovers haven't really been met so far (well, based on what I believe about the stereotype of sleepovers...)

a) We've never lasted all the way up till morning (tho' me and Yean Yi are going to try for this one)

b) We haven't had a pillow fight. (like the ones you see in movies)

c) We haven't called and harassed someone in the middle of the night (another usual, i think)

d) We haven't really gossiped about people (that I'm not sure is staple)

e)............

In the end, I think I've just been loafing at someone's house.

And that is suppose to be fun for many teenagers my age.

Maybe it's just me.

I don't have anything to blog about

I can't wait for camp

2nd Malaysian Habit O_o

Now, we know our race. Our Malaysian breed. Let's say we have many tricks up our sleeves. Many that even I don't know whether they help us or kill us.

Notably though, is the Malaysian sense of driving.



Maybe it was the weather, but on the Friday of the 1st Exam week something went terribly wrong with the heads of the parent-cum-chauffeurs and hired private vans.



They lost the ability to understand TRAFFIC LIGHTS.





SERIOUSLY.









The traffic light only has three colored lights. Red, green, and yellow (not in order).



Somehow, after years (or maybe just a few months) of driving and passing their driving license exams, knowledge seems to have flown out the window completely.





In their eyes:

Red = 'go'

Yellow='speed up'

Green = well, still 'go'



We all know the proper meanings, don't lie. But we also have the fantastic idea that it's fine not to pay a single bit of notice to the original rule.




Truly MALAYSIAN, isn't it? Like our habit not to read manuals (what does this button do?)







In the end, the only thing that happened was huge congestion and the possibility for a pedestrian student to get rammed down.





Cue case, 'mua. I got caught between a car that was not suppose to move and one that was suppose to move.


Luckily I came out unscathed.





But this is a nice way to teach kids how to respect the traffic isn't it?



'Son, make your own rules on the road. BEAT THE TRAFFIC LIGHT.'



Thank you, adults, for that wonderful, eye-opening lesson.




So you don't mind if I run that red light now?

seriously
parents these days

Let's face the music people.





We are all bloody LIARS. In every sense of the word.







Don't think so? Then tell me the one time you haven't told a lie.

Unfortunately white lies count as well.






Sure sometimes we tell them to make sure we don't hurt someone's feelings, but you're still hurting them. Especially when they hear from someone else about the truth (seriously, man. That cape looks godawful on you.)







Hold on. You telling me you're not that kind of person?



Then let me tell you another way we lie.









We PROCRASTINATE.














Wait, you say. Doesn't procrastinate mean 'to put off something or delay it'? Doesn't that equal 'laziness', not 'lying'?




Why don't I put it into a different light.

Let me paint a household scenario. Mom asks you to wash your socks. You say that you have another week to school reopens so you have time.
Day 1: i want to watch tv. I''l do it later.
Day 2: I want to go out with my friends. I'll do it later.
Day 3: I want to use the PC. Do it later.
Day 4: Have to help do something else. No time.
Day 7: I can wear smelly socks to school. No need to do it.


We've lied haven't we? For 7 days, we lied that we'd do it the next day. In the end, we lied to ourselves that we have the time and effort and willpower to do it later. After all that time, NOTHING gets done. It's a wondrous lie isn't it?

One we always love to say.










Still shaking your head and saying you don't?



Well, good for you to that small factions for being a goody-goody. God up there will be proud of you.








To those other oblivious fools, congratulations.

You have carried on lying to yourself.

Good luck I bid to you as you dig your grave. 'Cause your going to need all that luck trying to get out of it when it's too late.

I need luck and willpower too :p