I was recently introduced to our Miss Singapore World 2009 - Ms Ris Low. She is one true legend. She's brave and extremely fashion-forward in the Merliony dress and proves to be incredibly entertaining. She makes me wanna go BOOMS.

I just can't help but think about the ageing phenomenon. I was told I look older than my age and it somehow really bothered me. I mean I'm not some superficial freak who only cares about my looks but geez it's not complimenting to be commented as being older looking. I don't strive to look 15 but give me the decency of calling me 20.

When I was younger, I remember being overly eager to grow up. The want to be an adult and do what adults do. The crave to be self-responsible and not having to answer to anyone else all the time. Basically, I just wanted to remove the shackles of over-protectiveness (not that it really happened). But now, as I become older and wiser, I start to think about the carefree times we used to have and those innocent moments where everything else didn't matter except us being happy like there's no worries at the end of it all.

Has ageing made us reluctant to face the realness of life? Are we always pessimistic about the impending future? Has this society become cynical where positive thinking is irrelevant? At 30, 40 or even 50, what would we think of our world and ourselves? Are we always going to want to feel younger or at one point in time, will we just stop and accept the fact that time wouldn't be good on any of us?

Then why did our childhood selves want to grow up faster? Were we overly curious? Do human beings always desire what seems elusive and out of reach? And now that we are experiencing it, are we able to really enjoy all aspects of adulthood?  ¶ 7:33 PM