Wednesday, August 01, 2007
1:20 AM
Before I start revising my OB for the 10 mcq test tomorrow, let me write abit about something in me... I mean, this blog has always been something about me... I don't know how to put it, let's just say I'm writing to what I feel now...
As usual, I browsed through the chinese papers earlier tonight like I did everyday, and I came to a page of this Loyang Tua Pek Kong.. I don't like to mention taoism in my blog, but that page jerked up some good memories which upset me a little. I recalled my childhood times when there used to have major festivals to commemorate some taoism festives. Then there's once where er-jie brought me down to join the crowd. The festivals back then were much fun than those now, there would be vendors selling balloons and my favourite sesame starch (Muah-Chee).
Soon after comes the lion dance performances. It used to be a day I would look forward to, because I''d be having fun playing with balloons and eating Muah Chee while drums go rolling and lions go dancing. I'd always look down the windows watching the arrival of the lion dance troupes, after which I would beg mum to let me down to watch which she'd refuse to most of the time.
Back then, back then........ All until I moved to a new apartment, everything's changed, all is lost..
New home, new life, new millenium, new styles... There must be something that hasn't changed that upset me to look back, perhaps that thing would never change. My childhood ended too quickly... I was a businessman back then in 620 as a child, with so many playmates and friends that would occupy most of my time. I realised, it was after my departure from that small but cozy apartment which changed so much of my life. If I had known, I would love to stay put...
It's the change that caused the demise of Andy. It's the change that gave me a new name. Changed home, changed personality, changed perception, changed person. It's not something very bad though, at least I'm growing up in a much matured way.
Was my childhood a bad one, or was my childhood too wonderful that kept me upset now?