I am officially in love with you

WHY
Am I not born in the 50s/60s?!

More swell if I were to be born in AMERICAAA. ^^!!
But even if I were born in Singapore in the 50s/60s, that wouldn't matter. I would insist on studying abroad, and then probably quit school halfway and join a rock band, be friends with Joan Jett, Joey Ramone, etc... and probably earn just about enough to live on alcohol and weed, get high and probably die young, but happy. Or if I live, after I get tired of partying my youth away, I would finally settle down with a boring office job, steady income, meet a nice guy, squeeze out a few puppies, and then my sole purpose in life would be to raise my kids. That's it. Raise kids, plan vacations, keep my husband for as long as possible and try not to end up in divorce and ruin my kids' childhood.

What a dream. Sounds like a great plan.

Something wrong with it?

Oh yes... I forgot my FAMILY back in Singapore!

All I thought about was me, me and ME.

I'M fine being a nobody, dying a nobody, earning only enough to pay the rent. I'm fine with all that but... my duty as a filial daughter doesn't allow a life like that. The education I was provided by my parents with their hard-earned cash was so that one day I could earn enough to repay them. That's the right thing to do. That's the culture we were brought up in. (No sarcasm intended.)

We're forever indebted to our parents.

That kind of carefree, irresponsible life..... it can only remain a dream.

(Wait, how did I drift from Joan Jett to this? LOL)

It must be the Simon Tay short stories I've read.
Look what literature can do to you.