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It was 1:30 am, I just got home from work; actually, after talking with Doi and Leah for their sideline. I thought I could sleep right away, considering that I still have work later, mid shift. But I couldn’t, so I watched Alvin and The Chipmunks; their voices still ringing in my my ear. It’s a bit cute at the beginning, in the transition to middle you kinda get the idea where the movie is heading; however, overall, it’s just… cute –> can’t find a better description.

I grew up with Alvin and the Chipmunks. It brings back old memories of me being the youngest as Simon cause I’m a bit righteous, my older brother as Alvin; since he’s just silly, and my oldest brother as Theodore, cause he’s big. Come to think of it, it’s almost every movie that involves three boys that we always get to compare ourselves with. It includes the ninja kids, the American and the Japanese ones. I can’t think of anything else, but like every kid who had wild imaginations, thinking that you are the character of a certain movie, you assume to act the part.

It just shows the ingenuity of us kids back when we still had our minds to make use of, rather than having a virtual game to dictate how we should play. Fortunately for me, I grew up in the 90s; where it’s a crossover between getting hi-tech. As technology isn’t that great cause cellular phones were still analog and the latest tapes were that of Nintendo. I still enjoyed making fries out of playdoh, wanting to land the boardwalk section in Monopoly, to playing second player in Battle City in Family computer, and watching the latest series of Ghostfighter and Dragonball Z on IBC 13. With all these then cool games, they didn’t hinder me though, from playing in our backyard capturing dragonflies and tadpoles in the mud; to showing off my first bike experience without the balance, and playing badminton with a plastic shuttlecock. Not to mention climbing trees, and cooking vegetables (leaves) using the caps of those coca cola bottles as pots. Need I forget playing hide and seek, tag, or a game we made up called Blindfold. The list can go on and on; including marbles, and rubber bands and pogs and texts. These types of pastimes carry a large chunk of memory of childhood. I can still vividly recall different details in remembrance. Suffice to say, my childhood is a happy one; and I’m glad I have this strong memory of it as it keeps me sane knowing that I once experienced these types of moments that my two younger brothers never had the privilege nor imagination of doing so. Times have changed, and I don’t have the same resourceful mind; but I do have the recollection, which is already good enough.

Going back to the movie, I had to replay parts where I wanted to hear their voices again. It’s been a while since I last heard a song, chipmunk style. Yes, it gets quite annoying after a couple of minutes; but for now, I can only grin in recalling those times. One of the ideas why I like the movie is because it brings out the chipmunk in me –> I know, I’m getting corny; it’s 3:15 am and I’d better sleep.