As I watch footages on American Idol about the children, the people who are less fortunate, I remember the elderly that we visited on Sunday. They aren't exactly the poorest of the lot in Singapore I suppose but poor enough that they do not get to enjoy the luxury that we have. A simple meal of plain rice with soya sauce would be sufficient for them. What more about us when we are complaining about the food we have not being tasty enough? I think we should start appreciating the fact that we are fortunate enough to have food to be placed on our tables.

Appreicating life as it is would also mean appreciating those around us. I think saying a simple thank you when someone remembers you when presented with a good offer would be nice. I think us being human are just selfish and self-conceated that we are just all about ME ME ME. In all honesty, I feel very unappreciated at times. I think being nice is just me and therefore, people just take advantage of me. Don't take me for granted anymore. I hate it that people keep taking me for granted. I'm tired. I'm exhausted from dealing with all these emotional pain.

I think we all take each other for a ride from time to time. We aren't that perfect as humans. Yet I ask, if we hate it when people treat us indifferently, why do we do that too? It's really the logic of do unto others what you want other people to do to you. However, I think we all know, the world is not a perfect place and will never be unless all of us change to be the perfect humans. That would mean, choosing to be like God, possessing His qualities. Would that be possible? I am really unsure. Maybe you can provide me the answer.

In all honesty, I wish for people to understand me. I may not be the usual 19-year old that you will come across but there's someone hidden in me that is waiting to be appreciated. It makes me wonder, how many of you whom have known me for so many years can truly say that you've known the real me and truly appreciate me for who I am?

Tonight has been a rainy night. As I sit on my sofa and hear the raindrops hit the window, I really ponder hard over these questions.