The wait is finally over!!! My fingers have been itchy waiting to update my blog that was about to be a museum piece until this guy knocked on my door...

"Hello sir, did you apply for the Singnet broadband connection?"

"YES!!!!!"

I exclaimed obviously in my heart for he would have gotten a heart attack should I have screamed right in front of his presence. Well, if that's so, at least I can snatch the modem from him and fix it myself. But what if he ran away upon seeing a mad man on the loose? So, a pretty wise decision made eh...

Rewinding a few hours before this divine intervention in my life, I came across a scenario between a toddler and his mum. Looking at the eventual ending of the scenario, I can't help it but to be reminded of a few of my secondary school friends. In what way? Well...

I was waiting for the lift to come to carry to lazy self down to the first floor despite the fact that I'm staying only a few floors from the concrete flooring. I then heard a mini-conversation between the toddler and his mum.

Toddler: Mummy! Mummy! Where are we going today?
Mum: We're going down to the playground. You want to play at the playground right?
Toddler: Yes! Yes! I want to go there! I go press the lift first okay?
Mum: Okay, but remember to wait for me, don't go in ah!
Toddler: Mummy! Mummy! We going down to which floor ah?
Mum: First floor lah, aiyoh...
Toddler: But mummy! I want to go to the playground! There's nothing here!
Mum: Yes I know. Wait for mummy first. Mummy want to lock the door. You just wait!

(Mum then walks hurriedly to the lift lobby, surprised to see her son sulking.)

Mum: Why didn't you press the lift?
Toddler: There's no playground here! I want to go to the playground!
Mum: The playground is at the first floor. So we have to go down.
Toddler: But mummy, the lift shows number "1". why still no playground here?

The toddler thought that he's already at the first floor when he saw the number appearing on the LCD screen, which turned out to be"1".

On the innocent note, it was so cute of the toddler to have thought that way. But after much thinking, this scenario is just one of the many seeds planted in one's self to aid him in becoming a lame person in the future, ain't it? Never mind, I still love children for their innocence. If they do become a lamer in the future, just be it lah.. it isn't such a bad condition to be in anyway. =)

PS: Lame here refers to a nicer term for punning, not being physically-disabled. Apologies for those who are hurt unintentionally. Besides, you should always be happy for what you are as there are always people who fare much worse than you do. Smile people! =)