Saturday, June 02, 2007
♥ Saturday, June 02, 2007
Sometimes it's unbelievable I have a completely different life back here in Jakarta.
I find it hard to believe myself. Where I am settles it all; once I step out of the plane it's as if I become a completely different person living a different life not mine, without school and without deadlines.
I mean, there are vasts differences to the lives I lead in two places. In Singapore I'm the kid who does her own housework and cleans her own toilet. In Jakarta I'm the kid who has a chauffeur.
Last week while I was talking to my mom she was all, "Oh we have a new chauffeur for the BMW! Now we have two chauffeurs so one can send me everywhere else while dad uses the other one!" and I'm like, "We have a DRIVER?!"
After two seconds I remembered our driver who's been working for us since I was what, one?
Another time my mom went, "Today there was this singer who came to the shop today, and your dad was all 'look honey there's Baim Wong!'" and I was like "We own a shop Baim Wong would come to. We do?" Apparently the recurring reminders from my dad about our apple store does not register into my brain.
See, things like that. They drive me crazy. They mock my short term memory.
Things are different here. We have three cars (a toyota, a kijang and a BMW), two drivers, six (soon to be seven) shops and the exclusive authorisation to resell Apple products. We have two TVs, a laptop each person and two housekeepers. Not to mention people who study in Singapore are the envy of everyone.
It gets frustrating. Very frustrating. How I'm able to switch myself to both situations are beyond me.
And yet it makes me realise something.
Everyone has different worries. The students have their homework, the housekeepers have their housework, the homemakers have their kids, the husbands have their jobs, the drivers have their cars, the lawyers have their cases, the doctors have their patients. The rich kids have their freedom to worry about, the poor kids have their wants to worry about. And that's what the story I'm sharing with Sarah is going to be about.
Rich Kid, Poor Kid. :D Okay random.
So what you see
Is only half the story
There's another side of me
I'm the girl you know
But I'm someone else too
If you only knew
It's a crazy life
But I'm alright
I got everything I've always wanted
Living the dream
So yeah, everything I've always wanted
isn't always what it seems
I'm a lucky girl
Whose dreams came true
But underneath it all
I'm just like you
Don't wanna be treated differently
I wanna keep it all inside
Half the time I've got my name in lights
The other half I'm by your side
It's a crazy life
But I'm just fine
I got everything I've always wanted
Living the dream
So yeah, everything I've always wanted
isn't always what it seems
I'm a lucky girl
Whose dreams came true
But underneath it all
I'm just like you
Can't you see
I'm just an ordinary girl
Living in an extra-ordinary world
Trying to live
Trying to learn
Trying to just be who I am
Who I am
I got everything I've always wanted
Living the dream
So yeah, everything I've always wanted
isn't always what it seems
I'm a lucky girl
Whose dreams came true
But underneath it all
I'm just like you
Sometimes, children's music can be inspiring too. Go Miley Cyrus!
Let's strive to be ordinary girls.
