If I had my way, I'd change the theme to "I am @ MISUNDERSTOOD Youth.Sg." Translate that to plain Singaporean English, the one language we speak better than profanities, it simply means that ... aiyah! I am a poor, unloved, 'nobody-cares-nobody-gives-a-shit-to-try-and-understand' teenager born in Singapore loh.

Woah. Classic. The ever-present "loh" in our daily conversations - the pride and joy of Singapore's infamous Singlish. Everybody seemed to be using it; you try speaking to your friends with prim and proper English and I'll bet you they'll stare as though you had acorns growing out of your ears. But why are we youths always the victims? Why are we always the targeted generation?

Wonderful, wonderful homo sapiens, please, I beg you, please, GIVE US A BREAK.

Sometimes though, we can't fully blame the public. Not when almost 1 out of every 3 teenagers' blogs are filled with self-pity along the lines of "maybe I should commit suicide" or "I am nobody's child" or the ever-so-cliche, "life sucks. like vacuum."

Okay, I added in the vacuum bit myself.

The point is, youths, especially Singaporean youths, are seen to be nervous wrecks, roaming disasters and ticking time bombs. The public definition of youth.sg screams "Living Catastrophes That Intend to Destroy the Society Unless They Get Atleast 5 As in their O-Levels."

My definition of youth.sg however is "Misunderstood Souls Not Seen as Humans Unless They Are In A Top JC, with Top O-Level Results, and A Minimum of 50 Dollars in Their Pocket At Any One Point Of Time."

Something tells me that the dictionary won't really approve of my definition, but then, nobody uses dictionary anymore do they?

I Am @ Youth.SG. Hmmmm. Am I really?

No JC would ever grant me admission (I have a life-long grudge with books, numbers and anything that requires memorising work), but I am definitely happy being in Poly, doing something which polishes my talent and passion.

I do not have top O-Level results (I fell asleep half-way while attempting to remember what day, which month and which year exactly Adolf Hitler gained his power), but I got enough to help me pursue what I wanna do in the future.

50 dollars in my pocket? Far from it.

So what makes me a YOUTH.SG?

MY PASSION.

Not just any passion. It's my undying passion to show how youths are so miserably misunderstood that I could well be an ambassador for the 'See Youths, See Angels' campaign. Now THAT is truly a Singaporean youth. Never say die. Even when you do know for sure that you're dying in less than 4 and a half minutes. People call it ego and pride. I say it's PASSION.

So I declare myself a true blue Youth.SG. I have the passion to pursue. I really do. You have no idea how badly I need a laptop at the moment.

10:06 PM