Thoughts of the day.

Hi guys, been 4 days since the last post, and i've been thinking a lot of stuff here, but lazy to work out my hands, but nvm lar, now i'm blogging already =P

Hmm, had a lot of thoughts these few days, mostly due to the loads of free time i have which i'm even lazy to slack already (does something like this even exist = =). I went to Karawara this afternoon due to the boringness i was forced to go through, so i went for chilliz for lunch.

Chilliz was disappointing, without my usual honey chicken, i had to settle with bbq chicken, which is practically flour with chicken skin, not in real, but because it tastes like well, plain as flour. Then, i missed the bus and ran around Karawara to kill time.

*Runs around*

As time was up and i went to the bus stop, i was shocked to see loads of little kids running around, without their parents telling them not to. My mom would have already been chasing around trying to catch me. Then then, things went weirder.

An Australian was calling me "boy". Then i looked behind me, stood 3 Australians (2 man and 1 woman), which i assumed were the parents of all the kids that were running around. They first asked me what i was doing and i twisted things a little to keep myself safe. Blue refers to the Australian that had tattoos over his body, while red refers to me. Below is our conversation :

"Hi there mate, nice day isn't it (drinks)"

"Hi there (smiles), nice day indeed"

''Yup. So fella, what do you have there"

"Nothing much, just normal groceries"

"Oh okay, then what are you going to make there?"

"Huh? Pardon me?"

"What are you going to make there lad? Fried rice?"

"Oh (Gets the question), Well, just some plain food."

"Sounds good you know, we could live with a chinese. (drinks)"

"Erm, erm (scared and trying to reject him), i'm a bad cook, even i myself think that way."

"That's okay. Lad, can you spare us some food here, we're out on the streets and we have a lot of kids here (points to the kids and a baby)

"Sorry there, i just brought enough money for my groceries, see?"

"Okay, thought you were from that chinese shop there, then it's okay."

Being scared, i quickly ran to the front of the bus stop, which i not-very-patiently waited for the bus to come. Finally it came, and i went on the bus as quick as i could, as i noticed the 3 Australians and their kids following me, i quickly sat beside another random guy inside the bus, being afraid that he (the Australian that was talking to me), would suddenly come to sit beside me and continue the conversation.

As i finally left the bus and walked home, i saw the bus pass by me once again with the 3 Australians inside. Then it suddenly stroke me right at that very moment.

What if i were to be him in 10 years time? Having tons of kids to feed, without a proper job or house to raise them in, or a stable income to raise my family? What if i had to ask a lil boy for food around the streets with so many kids following me around?

Emo-ed for a second at that spot. Man, do i really need to study hard and get a good job in the future to feed my family. Can never never never never never have something like that happen in my life, no way i'm gonna let that happen dude. ><

It gave me once a wake up call of what my mom continuously mentioned to me right before i came to Perth, to study hard, get good results, enter a good uni, get a good course, find a good job and get a good life in the future. I used to dream of getting all that without working hard. Coming to Perth opened my tiny view of this world. Whatever you give, is whatever you'll get. Only working hard will get you somewhere in life.

Really, it's time to work hard.