Wednesday, August 15, 2007

What do I have...to ask for this year?

Happy Birthday.

:) Nope, I have no idea whose birthday it is today, at least not my friends, or those whom I am close to (ya, if I do forget it's your birthday and you are my friend, or at least one of the close ones... I authorize you to shoot me in the head). Well I'm pretty sure there are at least a few dozens of babies (old babies included) who had their bums smacked red by the doctors on this day.

So, I was just wondering what kind of presents should be bought for people on their birthday. As for me, my birthday (with a blink or two, already gone for a good 2 months) presents, used to be objects I feel nothing for. At least, they are things that I wanted, given and later realize that... I don't remember that they are birthday gifts. As I grow older, I don't know what kind of gifts I want. Nothing really seem to excite me. Even given the cash to do the things I want to, I don't know what there is waiting for me to be done. So... I put it into the bank (my mummy will be please).

And then, there comes the other part of birthday, where just passively waiting for presents to be delivered to your two hands... there's the more active segment where you can silently talk to yourself with your eyes closed and pretend the whole world's really waiting for you to do that sudden release of air where in reality, all they are wondering is when they can really start eating that cake.

At age 1, I probably was only attracted to the thing glowing at me at a distance on this thing that looked kind of soft and big (after which was cut into pieces and devoured by many surrounding it).

At age 7, I probably wished that I did not have to wake up for school early next morning.

At age 12, I wanted to pass my PSLE so that like my mum and those wiser than me said, I can make it to good schools where I can meet my 'good' friends.

At age 14, I probably wished for myself to grow as tall as those other taller classmates I have.

At age 16, I wished once again that my 'O's would grant me decent grades so I can once again go meet 'good' friends.

At age 19, I stopped wishing I would grow taller because I know that wouldn't happen. Instead, I wanted to get past this whole phase of National Service as quickly and safely as I could.

At age 21, I wished for all those around me when I celebrated my birthday to be happy, to be merry, and to be safe and sound. And that.. all their wishes will come true as well.

At age 23, I wished, once again, that those around me will be happy and healthy.

At age 24, I can't say yet since this year is not over...I probably won't know what I wished for since I was stunned beyond words. A surprise 'attack' which left me speechless. Speechless already how to make wish?

So, when I hit 30, what would I want more than anything else?

What will you wish for when you hit 30? 40? or even 60? Or will you already be so jaded by the entire practice that you stop believing it's possibly true? That... maybe for once, you wished that... wishes really can come true.

Just another random post on this wednesday of which yours truly here really feel bored.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

heh..today was weng's bday heh..

Desmond said...

really? haha.. joyeux anniversaire den!!! :P

june said...

be careful what you wish for, it might just come true

*_* (darn, duno how to do that winking icon la)

i noe this comment is abit the lagging. hurhur

Desmond said...

hahaha.. Mrs Zhou, u r damn lame and funny. er.. wink i think is

;-)

no??

Cya in school in awhile's time!