Having just watched the british reality drama about the nanny who sorts problem kids, it rewinds me back to when I used to create all sorts of problems for my parents.Here are some highlights of my wild childhood.

I couldn't sit still to have my meals, after a mouthful, I would run off to my room to continue playing with my toys inspite of my mom shouting at me to get back to the dinner table to finish my meal. Speaking of meals, I would have to highlight that being the younger sibling, my parents would let me choose where i want to have dinner on sundays. As I liked the bak chor at Ah Seah, a eatery near upper serangoon shopping centre, we often ate there. Of course my sister who wasn't really fond of the food, expressed her dislike, but what to do, I was the younger one so daddy and mommy let me win. Even if there was one fishball left and my sister took it, I would whine until my mom tell my sister to give it to me.

Of course there came a time when my sister couldn't take it, she started throwing her temper when my mom didn't let her watch melrose place. One day, she even told my dad that it was not fair for her to vacuum the floor and fold clothes while I did nothing. So to make it fair, she supposely 'retired' while I took over. Little did I know that her retirement continues till today while I still vacuum the floor. Jokingly, she remarks that I am a sensitive new age guy. Nice try.

I can't believe that my mom could tolerate me last time after all the shit that I put her through. As for my dad, he couldn't really be bothered with me unless my results were bad. Especially when my ting xie scored below 60, boy was i scared to death cause it required his signature. His mode of punishment were more brutal, with his favourite weapon ruler. Thankfully he didn't use methods like grounding.

Most of the time, I would be quarelling with my sister. And most of the time, I had to beat her in games. If there was any game where she won me, I would accuse her of cheating and bullying me and then the screaming and yelling would start. The best part was when we called our mother to settle the matter, my mom would tell my sister to give in to me. Hooray!

So there it is, for those of you reading this and being the eldest, maybe you can agree that being the elder one sucks and the youngest one get all the attention and favouritism. Of course, before I end, I have to declare that I am a changed person, no longer the spoilt brat i used to be, I am now a very understanding, sensitive, giving and caring person. I am sure you people agree with me :)