My wardrobe door has been having this problem for quite some time now, everytime I slide it close it wouldn't reach the button which switches off the lights. Yeah the lights sound fancy but trust me it's a damn pain every day to get the door to close properly. As I was in the midst of closing the door properly just now, I looked up just to make sure there was no ghost up there trying to scare the sh*t out of me and I caught a glimpse of my huge ass birthday card. It then dawned upon me that Pip was up there, too. And at that moment I instantly felt so, so sad. Many thoughts and emotions of varying degrees of pain swept upon me like waves. Waves crash. Along with Pip, I tried to bury my feelings and memories somewhere I couldn't see. You know what they say, 'Out of sight, out of mind.' And sure enough, I've completely forgotten about Pip's existence until that moment of frustration and slight fear from trying to close the door right and finding the ghost. Then, the blanket of waves retreated to gain momentum. Ever so silent. Ever so deadly. Before the crash. Only to be the first of many.
Ever heard of the quote "If you love somebody, let them go, for if they return, they were always yours. If they don't, they never were."? Pretty sure most of you have. And I'm also pretty sure that the author of that quote is now sipping on a cup of coffee in a cafe alone, wondering just where the hell is the love of his (let's assume that the author is from Mars) life. Here's why: There are two scenarios to the situation.
1. The part where the girl loves you back. If you love a girl and she loves you back, why the hell would you let her go in the first place? On behalf of all the girls out there (represent, yo!), I'm going to tell you a little secret. Girls like to be fought for. Heck, this does not only apply to girls. I'm fairly certain that everyone out there appreciates feeling wanted. You love a girl, fight for her! You're a guy, stop being such a wimp for Christ's sake. Grow a pair. If you won't make a move, someone else will. Point is, if the feelings are mutual, don't let her go. You think you're doing everyone else a favour by being noble and acting like a hero but truth is, you're not. -.-" 2. The part where the girl doesn't. The second scenario emphasises more on the latter part of the quote "... for if they return, they were always yours. If they don't, they never were." Please lah. If you love a girl and she doesn't love you back, then you let her go, chances are she won't come back. -.-" And on the rare occasion that she does, I would honestly feel a bit insulted lo. It's like this bitch went out there and tried all 31 different flavours and now she's back and she has decided that I'm Mint Chocolate Chip. Zzz... Plus, what are the chances you haven't moved on?
I did this when we had to drop my sister at RECSAM for tennis, or driving through the kampung to my grandmother's.
I thought I was the only kid ever who did this.
#1: When I was a kid, I used to think the advertisements on TV came on to buy time for the actors and actresses to change their outfit. I must have watched too many Chinese operas.
#2: When I was a kid, I didn't like eating rice. So my grandmother would bribe me to get me to eat or shower with RM2.
#3: When I was a kid, I hated going for piano classes. I would hide my book under the sofa and when my teacher asks me to take out my book, I would tell her I forgot to bring it.
#4: When I was a kid, there used to be a van which sold ice-cream, bread, snacks, soft drinks, etc. Every afternoon, the uncle would drive around the neighbourhood ringing his bell and honking away, and I would beg for money from my grandmother. I would literally get down on my knees and kowtow to her, saying "Please la Ah Ma (grandmother), give me RM2 la."
#5: When I was a kid, I used to lie on the couch, stare at the ceiling and imagine myself walking on it.
#6: When I was a kid, I fell down a lot. I was probably 7 or 8 years old that time, I'd just trip over nothing, fall and scrape my knees. Then I would get up and smile at my friends like nothing happened. Wow, even as a kid I was control macho. HAHAHA.
#7: When I was a kid, I was told not to tell lies, otherwise the moon would cut my tongue at night.
#8: When I was a kid, I watched Magic English and obediently answered the TV whenever the Disney characters asked me questions. I was always right.
#9: When I was a kid, I didn't like colouring. I found it to be boring and a waste of time. I would pick any colour pencil at random and fiercely shade the entire picture with that single pencil. Everytime I tell this story, I could only picture a purple lady with purple hair washing her purple clothes in a purple pail, all the while wearing purple. Wow, she must really love purple.
#10: When I was a kid, I only quit drinking when I was 9. From my baby bottle.
When I Was A Kid was a book that I noticed and dismissed. To be fair,
I didn't judge the book by its cover, because I picked it up and read
the synopsis. And I put it back down. I thought, "Why get a thin book
about someone's childhood stories full of simple drawings when I could
get a thicker novel at the same price?". Luckily enough, Sue Ki's sister
invited me to like Boey's Facebook page and after reading a few stories
which he posts daily, I decided that this Boey guy has substance.
Boey is a Malaysian artist from Johor who studied in Singapore and left to US at the age of 17 to pursue his studies in Computer
Animation. Later on, he worked as a lead animator on Diablo II and
Diablo III for Blizzard Entertainment (and to think I used to play
Diablo!). Boey is also well known for his foam cup drawings, and was
featured in Sharpie's advertising campaign.
Other achievements include being the recipient of the 2012 TED Ads
Worth Spreading award and Men's Uno Malaysia: Men of Substance.
When I Was A Kid was an amusing read, I was surprised that I could relate to a quite a few of his stories. Allow me to quote an editorial review I got online: "... Some are laugh-out-loud funny, while others give a
clear picture of the tensions Boey felt living on the border between
Malaysia and Singapore during his youth. And some reveal a kid who can
be a real jerk. (On music class, Boey writes that sometimes he'd steal
other kids' recorders, because it was easier than asking them to lend it
to me. I just knew very early, that if you asked someone for help, you
owe them a favor, and I didn't want to deal with that bullshit.)"Reading
Boey's book made me realise that being book smart is not everything.
For an instance, Boey's father didn't finish high school but he was a
knowledgeable man. The author wasn't exactly the brightest kid in school
either, he sucked at Math. Haha. But when he was a kid, he got out
there and did many things which earned him experience and taught him
many life lessons - like attempting to drown rats and discovering that
they could swim. It made me ponder about the millenium babies, who were
born in a world of technology. They probably spent most of their
childhood playing videogames, and didn't do as many shit as the older
kids did. But I digress. My point is, you could purchase a novel at the
same price, but it would not evoke as many emotions or memories as
Boey's book does.
When I Was A Kid is available in MPH and Popular