Time really flies.
It seemed like only yesterday when I was just a small boy playing with toy soldiers at home, or the secondary school kid whom was totally devoted to NPCC, or the young recruit whom was trying very hard to excel in BMT.
It had always seemed that the transition from one phase to the other phase had always taken some time to get used, but none had made more permanent lasting changes to me than becoming a father.
Taking on the responsibility of taking care of my parents, spouse and children.
Mark of getting mature.
Nonetheless, it always feels good to reminisce about the past.
That explains why I'm extremely attached to old chinese songs that remind me of the good old days when I was much younger.
Listening to this will always magically transport me back to the carefree days.
And damned, 林志颖 is much older than me, 7 years to be exact, but he still looks like he is 21 years old today, whereas I'm looking like I'm 38 years old when I'm only 33.
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