Sometimes I think I'd miss the kiddy side of me, the me that was there before last year.
But now that kiddy side of me is fading away.
It's good to be a kid.
I don't think I ever wanna grow up.
Last year, it was all kind of America-ish, I spoke what I liked, I said whatever I wanted, I never held back.
Very free speech.
This year, I've grown up(a little), and I know you'd get arrested for being racist on your blog.
Not that I'm going to critisise the other races, just that the way I spoke before it's gone, I'm turning into a real Singaporean. To be true, Singaporeans are kiasu.
Right? Admit it.
If I'm not kiasu, I won't hold back. If I didn't hold back, I would say anything, and everything.
Now that I look back at my old entries, like, the Katie Story... the Sharlin story... and all... about boy swearing at girls because the girls liked them but they didn't like them back... Bryan Koo ripping my wallet, and all...
Those were the times that I got a bit too controversial about, well, school stuff.
The questions I ask myself are:
Will I ever be the person I was?
And even if I could, would I like it?
The first asnwer is: Yes, maybe I would, if I try really hard, I could.
The second answer: Yes.
I'd love it.
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