Wednesday, September 20, 2006
I don't get it. Why do people become strange physically and mentally as they get older? I'm not complaining but, I can't help but wonder if I will die of cancer or diabetes or some other kind of illness someday, and I would also develop that mysterious sense of insecurity when I become old.
I was just watching a show on channel 8 yesterday showing how (poor) old people refuses to throw away their old and used materials (like overdue foods). There was this old woman who loves keeping plastic bags. I'm amazed at how she really carefully folds each and one of those plastic bags and keep stack them neatly in her house. My mind refuses to forget the look on her face when those voluntary workers come in and start to mess with up her plastic bags.
I don't like those voluntary workers. They think they know what those poor old souls are thinking, but the things most of them do isn't really for the good of those old people; or rather, it is to pacify those forever-complaining neighbours. I think those voluntary workers should really go and study psychology before they attempt to manipulate the thoughts of these old people.
Nini @ 4:20 PM