A little whisper in the dark

My childhood wasn't much. No, I didn't have a rough childhood, I didn't have a lack of toys (though you had to work really hard and do well for exams to get them) but notables from those days, not much. You could say I led a sheltered life. Wake up, go to school, stay out of trouble, go home. Not much in the way of bonding or creating mischief, having a group of accomplices and all that. My mom wouldn't have wanted it any other way. Getting called up out of the blue by my primary school form teacher got me into a heap of trouble even though it was a routine call to tell me to buck up a bit at school.

As I got older, and yes I am older now, my own life is mine. I've learned to fight for what I want. The only thing I needed to fight for as a kid was grades. The rewards, my parents provided.

I fought to make sure I got the final project I wanted to do. I did my best to get the idustrial attachment slot and job nature I wanted. Doing my best to get the girl I like. I've seen some of the people around me fall into a apathy that resigns them to whatever fate throws at them. In some small way, I know what I want, which is why I have something to work toward.

I'm going to be the driver of my own car, and though I'm going to listen to advice from the co-driver, I'm not jumping when he says so, and dancing when he wants a show.

posted by Chung Leong @ 5:59 AM