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I didn't just realized that we're already entering the fourth month of 2005. I didn't just realized that time has really flown, and I didn't just realized that I'm already past those teenage angsty years. Yep, I'm past all that, even though I sometimes pretend to behave like one.

I was having lunch with my mother yesterday, and I saw a bunch of kids in Form Six uniforms ('kids', yes, sorry if I offend anyone but you must understand where I'm standing here). You know I really can't take students at that point in time. They're the oldest seniors at school, and at the verge of entering adulthood. You've got to give credit to them for this. But they're rather over-zealous when it comes to 'maturity'. They're not really matured, but they're so eager to exert seniority that it becomes quite hilarious.

It doesn't really help that they've just got their passports to do many things, for instance, drive, drink, go clubbing legally. It gets even worse if they're born to better-to-do families, they own their own cars, and that 'P' sticker on the dashboard isn't much of a hindrance anyway. They're at the verge of breaking into society, and nothing, really, nothing can stop them. Can you really blame them for being so cocky?

The truth is, they're at a point in life where anything, yes, anything can go wrong.

I had a good friend in class once who disappeared from school one day. They said she got pregnant.

I had an acquaintance who got swept away by flood waters just a few days before the government examinations.

A girl in the neighbourhood was on the way home to collect her IC (to register for the STPM) when she got caught in a hit-and-run accident. She died on the way to the hospital. The day of her death, I remember sitting in a tuition class with a bunch of 15 other students, while the teacher (she came to the same class as me) talked about how bouncy the girl was when she was once alive. Just a year ago she had scored 9As in the SPM, and mind you, in my time, it wasn't easy to get 9As.

I was there once. Now, 'was'. I'm not too sure if the past tense is entirely applicable here. Aren't we always at points in life where anything can go wrong?

It's scary isn't it, when you think about life, and chances, and how God may decide to take you Home one day? I don't know whether I'm supposed to feel very lucky that I'm still here today, or that I'm here to find out more things whenever I reach an 'anything-may-go-wrong' point in life. But where I am now, having what little experience I have now, I can vouch that if you are sitting RIGHT THERE, able to read this, it wasn't easy getting where you are right now.

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