2 decades...

It was my birthday yesterday and I realised that I am already 2 decades old.

I looked back and reflected on what have I learned this 2 decades.

All the blood sweat and tears.

All the memories come sweeping back.

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I was born in 1988.

Deepavali day.

No wonder I love indian food so much.

A real nice kid.

Loved to read and walk around and was really lonely for I had no brother and sisters.

I was sent to a nanny when I was 2 because my parents had no time.

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I was 4.

Behind my nanny's house.

I was chasing a butterfly.

I tripped.

I fell into a 5 feet deep drain.

The next thing I knew I was in a hospital receiving stitches.

6 stitches went into my poor toddler head.

The scars are still visible today if I cut my hair short.

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I was 6.

I went for surgery.

First surgery of my life.

Scared the shit out of me although it was only a small surgery.

Scars still visible till today.

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I was 12. I graduated from primary school.

Mum cried and said I was growing older during my graduation.

Dam WTF wei.

Can you imagine your mum crying on your PRIMARY graduation?

Thats like totally out of this world wei.

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I was 16.

A friend of mine gave me my first cigarette.

"Puff it in la macha... yaya...like that"

Hooked on to it ever since.

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I am 20.

Bored as shit.

Drunk like hell yesterday.

High as heaven yesterday.

People ask me "Don't you think your life is boring? Drinking and stoning only..."

I tell them "Life is short. Getting a kick and a trip everyday is a blessing."

People ask me "Aren't you bored with your life?"

I tell them "Fuck off and give me my joint back so my life becomes interesting again."

Peace out peeps.