Get a Life

"Get a life Yeeling."

That was written on my table when I was in Sec 3 and just returned from my Chinese class. Boy, I was so furious.

"Who wrote this shit?"
"Who are you to tell me to get a life?"

I was so ready to write a come back on the table, but decided to not to do so because that means I admitted that I need to get a life and was defeated by the vandalise-r. I spent my whole day after that getting so bothered by that 4 words sentence.

"Get a life Yeeling."

Now that I think about it, I guessed that mystery person did help me some how. Back to those days, I was all about Red Cross Youth, my former unit, pretty much nothing goes on in my life other than that. I was called a "Red Cross Freak" because I was too devoted to my CCA. That name sounded like an insult, a reminded, an alert to me to do something else.

"Get a life Yeeling."

I still did not "get a life" when I was Sec 4. I pretty much flunked my O level due to that life I was leading. Surprisingly, it did not really bothered me because someone supported me, needless to say I'm not friend with this someone anymore due to differences in personality.

So have I got my life yet? I haven't fully lead my life, but I'm not going to lead my life by being tied down to something that I deemed as dictatorial. I begin to lead my own life by going into an Art school, dying my hair pink, being unfitting to social norm.

I'm getting my life.