8:56 p.m. - 2003-01-09
i want to be a 90s child
i love the 90s.
the Esplanade, terrorists and new popstars.
i dun like them really much.
i want to be a nineties child.
with my smashing pumpkins, pearl jam, nirvana, greenday and offspring.
with my cassette tapes and school uniform and school ends at 12.45pm.
and sometimes, i would skip school, stay home and dream.
The nineties.
now that you're gone, i miss you.
1993, 1994, 1995, 1996. my secondary school years.
1997, 1998. my jc years.
i shaved my head.
wore patch skins on my faded jeans.
and learnt how to play the guitar.
i went out every saturday to pacific towers to browse books and cds and zines. Underground zines from the USA. Of people of a different culture living their everyday lives and having their everyday thoughts...
i was a nerd.
with my friends, being depressed and walking the streets.
the rain fell down and there was a smell on orchard road. smells wet and hot... i love the 90s.
all gone now. i miss you.
what did i forget to do.
you left and i changed.
nobody cares about you now and i got engrossed in the internet.
