I just got a letter from the Ministry of Health and it’s a shockingly thick one indeed. I guess by now you’d probably know what the contents are all about.

The introduction of the letter says that I’m turning 21 soon and basically I have to decide whether I wanna donate my organs or not when the appropriate time comes. Truthfully, this didn’t even cross my mind at all. I mean it’s not even a topic during lunch breaks.

It’s like suddenly asking me whether I opt for euthanasia or be pulled out of the life-saving machine.

But it did got me thinking for a while. And by doing that, I’m being hesitant. That’s so not me. I’ve always believed in giving out more than taking in but my selfishness kicked in somehow this time round. Maybe because it really involves me, me… you know?

I guess I’ll put the submission of the forms on hold first. Not that I wanna consult people for advices but more on doing some soul-searching on this issue.

Will you donate hmmm?

Being brought up from where I am, as a citizen and civilian, I never had the chance to experience what the elections is really all about. Because I sub-consciously know that no matter what happens, there can only be one outcome.

While others are asking for a change in the way the country works, we ask for lifts to be on every floor. While they ask why must it be their very own sons that have to be at the warfront, we ask why are there more gantries on our roads.

People there chant his name in rallies because they really feel what he meant but here we just be there to well… make up the numbers.

I must admit that I was glued to the TV for nearly an hour when Obama spoke in one of his many speeches because it was so powerful and sincere. He spoke with his heart, not through his papers. But sadly I can’t say the same for my very own. (Luckily there’s cable TV to switch to OTHER channels, heh.)

I was quite into the presidential elections this time round and I believe lots of other people are too. But I didn’t even know Obama was voted President till I was told by one of my “higher-ups” after a briefing.

After all, we were all in a jungle for our field camp… Ahhh, I’ll save that for another time.

Time to me now is a big factor. There’s so many things to be done that I wish the cuckoo bird will come out of its housing 48 times a day. But please reset it back to 24 when I’m away from home.

The clash with Hari Raya doesn’t make things any better. Now I wanna be a Pokemon and learn the ‘Teleport’ skill - to be able to move like lightning and shout like thunder. I wonder if Pikachu went through the same training regime that I am right now.

My dad had the cheek to ask me the same question as before when we all had came to the agreement that we’ll not raise it up for the time being. For the time being doesn’t mean 2 weeks man, c’mon. Even more cheekier was the apt timing when I am mentally and physically drained a little.

I thought my time off will be MINE. But *snap snap* reality check, I’m still the “head of the family”, the son and the only able-bodied male specie available. Sigh? Neigh.

I’m not complaining, just lamenting.

I love life when it surprises me in little ways.

Like how when I went to an optician near my place to get my spectacles done, I found out that the optician uncle is actually a lecturer in SP’s Optometry course. While he went on to talk how awful the food in FC2 is, I reminisced my own past in the institution with a smile.

Like how when I went to get a lock from a shop in my neighbourhood, the shop uncle told me that his son has just POP-ed. The transaction was quick, the sale was simple but his last words left my heart warm.

“Good luck ah for your NS!”

Both had rendered their service to the nation a long time ago. Both have seen their sons go through the same compulsory phase. So it’s no surprise to me that both were unison in their views towards NS…

“Now very good already! Like chalet! Not like last time… got 3-tonne pick us up. Now take boat ah! Last time the food, wah buey tahan ah! But now they ask outside people come cook for you. You all very lucky already ah…”

Thank you ah Uncles!

Oh how I’d love to know more of my neighbourhood’s store owners. The old-timers especially.

What a strange coincidence… When Google Chrome was launched, Bill immediately SMS-ed me to say “Hey! Let’s try IE8 Beta!”. I was surprised. That was the first SMS coming from a friend whom I had lost contact for quite some time.

In fact ever since I ignored Bill, I had a new friend found. His name is Mozilla. People always make a mockery of his name ’cause it sounds like a mozzie plus Godzilla merged together, but really, he’s just as cunning as a fox.

What impresses me the most is that Mozilla could run as fast as Maurice Green. He swept off his competitors with such ease so much so that I too, was blown away. So me, being a sucker for speed, soon became close friends with Mozilla. Since then, he has always been helpful to me in so many ways. Honestly, he opened a new window in my life, pun not intended.

But just like the recent Olympics, there seemed to be a Usain Bolt in school; a new kid on the block. I just can’t believe the rumours going around school. Everyone touted him to be the latest Speed Sensation. But have they forgotten that Mozilla had beaten everyone hands down?

So I went down to the school track to watch this kid train. And hell yeah the rumours were true. This new guy had so much promise in terms of delivering his potential. I mean, every lap that he runs is a new record. Can you believe it?

It is so unlike that other guy practising in the other lane who breaks down quite often even only after a few laps of slow jogging. It really kept me wondering why he wears a goggle when he’s on the tracks though.

As I said, I am a sucker for speed and yes the new kid was worthy of the title ‘Speed Sensation’. Perhaps I should really be friends with him; he may even be much more beneficial to me as compared to Mozilla.

So I turn to pick my bag up and stood up. Suddenly I felt a tap on my shoulders from behind.

“So, what did I tell you eh?”

It was Bill.

“When you close a window, you’ll find another gate opened.”