Inside Out

When i was young and free and my imagination had no limits,

I dreamed of changing the world.

As i grew older and wiser, i realized the world would not change.

And i decided to shorten my sights somewhat and change only my country.

But it too seemed immovable.

As i entered my twilight years,

in one desperate attempt, i sought to change only my family,

those closest to me but alas they would have none of it.

And now i lie on my death bed and realise (perhaps for the first time) that if only i'd change myself first,

then by example I may have influenced my family and with their encouragement and support i may have bettered my country, and who knows i may have changed the world.

found a mini card wriiten with these,

indeed, i do feel the same.

dreams do change.

in pri school, i dreamt of becoming a lawyer, a doctor, a teacher. . .

but when i was in my teens - secondary sch days,

i wanna be a pediatrician.
helping all the sick children.
i knew in order to become that, i have to go to JC.
i was perseverance initially,

but soon found that the o-level stress loadd is too much for me to cope.
let alone a-level.
was given a choice to make.

thats why i am here now,
knowing a groupp of wonderful classmates.

then i had another dream,

i dream of changing the world,

making a difference in every child's life,

improving the children's life,

but as i grew older,

i began to make my dream smaller,

i began to realise that somewhat this dream is hard to fulfil.

i knew i wanted to live my one and only life iin a meaningful way.

i knew what my interest are.

probably cos i feel i dint really had a memorable childhood during my nursery, k1 & k2.

i wanna travel ard and help those children in need.

not expecting anything in return,

but their most sincere smiles.

some random thoughts,
though my thoughts seem to be unorganized. =X