Turning 21

Woke up to the sound of my incessant E65. A gift from my loud, petulant, forever over-reacting yet soft hearted mother. Its my birthday and I have work in the day! Celebrations would start in the evening so I had to keep myself busy with something.

Heartfelt flattery surged upon me and only increased with every second as my handphone beeped with each sms wishing me bliss throughout the day accompanied by a perpetual reminder of my coming of age. Never realized THAT many people existed in my circle of friends!

Ok enough pussyfying. Conducting weapon training wasn't much of a chore as it usually is. However I detected hints of aversion and repugnance judging by the gloom and melancholic air the students projected through their facial expressions.

Boredom slowly turned to perplexity. I began to question.

Fuzz: "Kids what do you like about being in npcc?"

Tomboy: "nothing. we cant quit cuz our teacher threatened to suspend us if we do"

Upon hearing the pitiful plight of these poor kids. I transformed and morphed into "Hyper motivator mode"

It was time to give word of encouragement and rekindle the dint of passion of whats left of these kids and by the grace of my charm (grins), I succeeded! Kids left with smiles and thank yous.

Next agenda. Chilli Crab with Ricky, Lola and Adora!

If its one element of irony, out of the many I have realized throughout my life, I would mention would be the fact that I'm always late to arrive, but still the 1st! I arrived and approached the auntie who looked like hide(x japan) past his youth prime selling chilli crab at age 60.

Granny hide: "U Ah-black(lola)'s friend ah?"

Fuzz: *stifles laughter* "Yeah..."

If there were 3 more names that Lola would go by, we'd need a directory. So I waited and soon after they arrived. Food tastes better everytime I go there, and soon after we headed for what I was looking forward to the whole day!

JAMMING.

Stepped into the studio my veins throbbed with excitement and exhilaration as I closely stifle my carnal hunger to scream my lungs out singing Art Of Life and X! Don't wanna spontaneously combust on my birthday.

As we jammed to the last 10 minutes I was intoxicated with the music and we were at our last song. When suddenly after they struck the last chord of "X", the band stalled while sustaining a note, Lola whispered something in everyone's ear except me and to my surprise, the band played Happy Birthday to me X Japan style!

I was awestruck. There are no words that can describe how I felt. It was the best thing on earth.

Walked out of the studio smiling. Got back and prayed that everyday could be as happening as it was. No matter what happens I'll never forget this.

Thank you.


Big Boy Fuzz