Younglife...

In case you don't know tomorrow is a big day for me,they even published it in the newspaper reminding everyone concerned to this huge event.It's called election,but wait,it's not just any election.I'm supposed to head down to the Indonesian embassy to vote for the new president and I am not stoked one bit.It feels weird because I have absolutely no clue on Indonesian politics,not like I would even like to get involved in the first place,and best thing is,I don't know who belonged to which party.Of course I do know who are involved and the name of a few of the parties but that's as far as it goes really.I'm not even sure how much of a difference a vote from me will do especially since most of them will probably have nothing to do with anyway even though I am an Indonesian national.I will only be concerned if say a radical rule is made to force all citizens to not be allowed to stay overseas,I'm keeping my fingers crossed that it will never happen.

On a more important note though,I still can't quite grasp the fact that I'm 18.Being legal means you can party and drink all I want without a care in the world because I'm deemed mature enough to know the consequences.Well,ok that's reasonable enough but I find it scary to be 18.It seems that for some reason,I have a pile of new responsibilities to be carried out like taking the example above,I have the right to vote no matter how insignifant it may be.Suddenly I have the right to learn driving and owning a car seems more of a big deal than a lot of other kid-dish things.It's not that I'm not interested but even if I have a driver's license,I probably don't have the cash to afford a car and the expenses of living in such a developed country is not making things any easier.There's no actual need to get a car since public transportation in Singapore is so well-maintained.To everyone who's complaining about being treated like a canned sardine,you have yet to experience the ultimate horrors of Indonesia.Sure,it may not be as packed but it's so unsafe that the moment you enter,you can never trust anyone around you no matter how innocent one looks.Be thankful for the aircon you enjoy on buses and trains.And lastly,I feel a whole lot closer to looking at a wrinkly,fragile old man the next time I look at myself in the mirror.

Maybe I am afraid of added responsibilities since society expects a lot of each individual but never really shows it until someone has crossed the line.By then it'll be too late for redemption.When we are younger,we tend to get away with things more because of our undeveloped ability to think.I'm sure all of us did countless stupid things back in the days and I admit that most of the memorable ones were indeed embarassing.At that time,it probably felt right.Again what's right to me then,is probably not right to everyone else or even myself when I think about it now but hey,that's how people learn right?For some reason,I can't seem to remember a lot about my childhood especially the times when I was still living in Indonesia.But from what I was told,it seemed more colourful than how I'm leading my life now.Supposedly,I took part and won many competitions back in my kindergarten days and am supposedly above the average academically.All of which,I'm having none of today and it's funny to see what I've become now.I probably turned out ok but perhaps,not deemed good enough when compared to my 'potential' then.

It's good to be young because everything is all fun and games until you grow up fearing for the future.See what negative implications knowledge has?We have to outweigh the good and the bad when all we thought of were the benefits,usually for ourselves back in the days.It was ok to look chubby because we look cute and adorable but as we started wearing uniforms,we get labelled 'fatso' amongst many other weight jokes in school.There was no such thing as different races because we are all kids and all we wanted to do was play and enjoy ourselves.Now,we make remarks about people of different races though most of us won't admit that we're closet racists.The world used to be free and easy,it was perfect.Just like the fairytales we used to worship.Now all we see is the world in war and chaos,no thanks to getting in touch with the world through newspapers.When we buy and borrow storybooks,it's different because we now know that these reading materials are categorised as 'Fiction'.

Funny how people always asked us what we wanted to be when we grow up with that little knowledge we have when we are younger?You can say that as we grow older,we are more selective of what we want to be.Again knowledge played a part in all this.Asking that same question now gets me all worried about the future because of the expectations or the kind of remarks I would get from people.Besides,I don't even know what I want to do.It gets me all serious and tense especially when someone keep wanting about my future plans.I for one,will prefer if someone were to ask how I was like when I was younger.The first reaction I would get will be to smile and laugh as the images come to mind.For all the stupid things we do,I'm sure most of us will agree that it gives out a more joyous and positive vibe than thinking about the future.At least for me it is.And for all the doom and gloom in the world,it's not that hard to find a certain sense of happiness.Indeed,it is in ourselves.I'm not so sure how happy I will feel when I stare at the wrinkly,fragile image of myself in the mirror but at least for now,I am happy at what I am seeing.


Younglife...


Hey brother, do you remember when
We used to play outdoors
Til the light was absorbed by the night?
Hey brother, it was an innocent time
We used to laugh til we cry
We're still boys on the inside
(I want to do it again)

The first time staying out all night
The last time that we got away with lies
I can hear it in the back of my minds
Over and over again
(I want to do it again)

Late night in early lives
Never thought it would come to a goodbye
I replay it in the back of my minds
Over and over again
(I want to do it again)

Lalala la, lalala lala
Lalala la la
(I want to do it again)

Hey lover, do you remember when
We would dance in your apartment
Til neighbors would knock on your door?
And I remember, do you remember when
We had no money to speak of
Nowhere else to eat but your floor
(I want to do it again)

The first time staying out all night
The last time you look me in the eyes
I can see them in the back of my mind
Over and over again
(I want to do it again)

Late nights, all entwined
Made a promise to never say goodbye
I replay them in the back of my mind
Over and over again

Are those days gone forever?
Wonder if we're going to ever
See all our young life friends that we made again
Have we all lost connection?
The life pulls in all direction
Memories bring us back to where we've been

(I want to do it again)

The first time staying out all night
The last time that we got away with lies
We can hear it in the back of our minds
Over and over again
(I want to do it again)

Late nights and early lights
Never thought it would come to a goodbye
We replay it in the back of our minds
Over and over and over
(I want to do it again)

Lalala la, lalala lala
Lalala la la
(I want to do it again)

Lalala la, lalala lala
Lalala la la
(I want to do it again)

Lalala la, lalala lala
Lalala la la
(I want to do it again)

Lalala la, lalala lala
Lalala la la
(I want to hear you again)

Lalala la...


Younglife by Anberlin.