Sunday, May 21, 2006 @ 12:11 pm
funtasia is finally over =DDD
yayyye.
left me so tired and exhausted.
yesterday was such a long day.
didn't do much but tend to the stall.
i juz dun like crowded places =X haha.
went for a swim today. saw a lot of little kids playing at the pool.
it was quite a picture perfect scene. there was these two sisters dipping their feet a the side of the pool. and another boy was curious and dipped his feet in too. there was also these two girls who brought their barbie dolls for a swim along with them.
and suddenly i miss childhood.
i miss being a kid.
it's like when u're a kid, u can do anything u want, u can be anything in the world.
u can dream and imagine all you want.
i used to imagine abt a lot of things.
i dreamt that i was a bird and i can fly.
i dreamt that i was a dolphin.
haha. i dreamt of a lot of things.
and my fave place to dream is on the swing at the playground.
u swing and swing and u feel as if u're going to fly anytime. haha.
and sometimes i want to let go of the chains that i'm holding so i can fly. haha.
but of course i wasn't a kid enough to really let go.
when u're a kid u can do anything u want.
even if u got scolded at the end of it, u'll still do it anyway.
like stepping on puddles.
i used to have this fascination of puddles.
and i always step on them. and the water will splash out and there will be ripples on the puddle.
i thought it was pretty. haha. but i got scolded by my mum a lot of times.
and i kept on stepping on it anyway.
until one day i dirtied my shoes badly and my mum scolded me.
i got so scared of my mum i dun dare to step on puddles anymore. haha.
i dunno y kids can so easily take our hearts away.
it's not only about the cuteness factor. haha.
i think it's their plain innocence.
haha. they are untouched by the worries of the world.
and as long as they have parents, food, water and play, they're contented.
and it's so sad that you lose all these when you grow up.
and i have lost so much of my childlike personalities.
haha. it seems as if we're living in fear and stress every single day of our lives.
we are unable to appreciate the beauty of everyday life and things anymore.
we have forgotten how it's like to dream, to imagine, and to play.
it's too realistic. life gets too realistic.
when u're growing up in school, u write 1000 word essays on world issues.
such as political elections, bird flu, world economics, etc etc etc.
but we have forgotten the most important world issues.
we have forgotten to write a 1000 word essay on living.
we do not write essays on happiness, or how to be happy.
we dun write essays on how to show concern for others.
we dun write essays on how to love the people around u.
we dun write essays on how we should uphold our morals and principles.
we dun write essays on how we should show respect for others.
we dun write essays on the importance of our family and friends.
no we don't.
we write essays about the recent murder case, in which a human killed a human.
we write essays about how someone cheated another.
we write on how animals kill humans.
but have we written on how humans kill animals?
sometimes i wonder...
why is it okay for humans to eat shark fins, carry leather bags, etc.,
when humans dun like sharks to bite a human and when they dun like crocodiles attacking humans.
all these happen partly because humans have to get a taste of their own medicine.
how can these people bear to cut off a shark's fins, then leave it to die in SEAWATER.
dun they noe how painful it is to have salt on your wounds?
dun they noe how crippled it feels like to have ur limbs chopped off?
dun they noe how it feels like when u noe that some1 has killed u, chopped u up then cook u into a dish?
it's like the case of the human curry.
people are disgusted by it, but they are not disgusted when they chop up and animal and cook it into curry.
where's the moral?
where's the humanity?
i think animals are better than us.
at least lions kill only for food.
they dun hunt or eat animals for enjoyment.
- just a few random thoughts. some of them have no link to the previous point.-