Revisit to past

I'm back in Singapore now. In fact I came back by bus a couple of days ago. What am I thinking now?Hehe, I am thinking of my addiction to Friendster for two years already. I think I had been so fanatic about it that I opened an additional profile each for my primary school,secondary school and college. Feedbacks have been good since I have rallied near to 200 people for my primary school and a whopping 500 over people for my secondary school. So if there's anyone who wants to advertise in both my accounts, contact me immediately, as I can do that for you at a discounted rate. Haha. I am actually in dire straits, I need money now! Haha. Oh crap.

Had been browsing through some profiles in friendster just now and found out some really familiar faces. In primary school, someone actually borrowed money(20 cents I think haha) from my grandma when she went to pick me up. There was an occasion where I got bullied by a few girls during my Primary 2, and I still remember one of the girls' names was Chui Ping, and till now I still could not trace her back. Haha, it wasn't bullying completely, I was just being so shy that they actually talked to me and then teased me eventually. Haha, so funny! There's another primary school classmate who used to be the school and state swimmer, whose mother used to be my mother's colleague, so therefore, my mom used to always mention her name at home again and again back then. Sien. Haha. Another one was the smartest girl of the my primary school whose mother used to give arts tuition outside who just stayed at the house across the street. I used to idolise her because of her intelligence, always wondering how she used to study for exam. Haha. Let me think further first.......Hmmmmmmmmm....................

Secondary school. It's another memorable place. Really. Puppy loves, secret admirers, gangsters, office politics(fighting for president's position), marchings, falling in and out of love, copying homeworks etc. So many things happening that would have influenced the person that you have become of. All these seem to be groundbreaking at least to the weak minds of teenagers, but somehow, they would start to have their way of thinking towards things from that time onwards. Yuppers. I actually felt something like liking a girl when I was in Form 1(was it too late?haha), the girl who used to sit diagonally in the front row of my desk. Liked her ponytail hairstyle, it really looked cute to me. Darn, I was scared to near-to-death to even open my mouth to talk to her. Haha. Gosh. I still remember vividly that I cried on the last day of school of my Sec 1, because I was going to be promoted to a better class and wouldn't be in the same class as that girl. Crazy. Haha. Then in Sec 2. I met another her again. Yaya, you might be thinking that I was not loyal to love or something but give me a break, I bet other guys were also very likely to behave like that during the secondary school, come on! Haha, I got to know her better through Emil Chau's music. Yeah, strings of notes made us closer as friends. I remember that before that trip to the poultry farm in Sec 2, we didn't know each other early of the semester even though we were in the same class. But then again, we were in the same Sports House(Bintang House) and there was once we played volleyball together, she was in the opponent team. But I guess I didn't get noticed by her since thinking back now, I really looked so terrible that no girl would look at. Of course that doesn't mean that girls would look at me now la. Aiyoh. Anyway, back to the trip, it was the singing, yup, whose singing then?Hmmm.. singing of me and another good friend of mine on the bus while listening to the walkman with an inserted cassette of Emil Chau's first Cantonese album of mine. She was seated behind. We continued to sing till we slowly discovered that there was an echo of our singing but in a girl's voice. Haha, oh that was really umpteen years ago man. That was how the friendship bloomed like a flower. There was nothing happened between the two of us, just pure friendship, I think probably also due to my hyper-inactivity. Haha back then even though I used to have liking for girls, but still studies remained my top priority. I was too innocent as well I guess.

Library in my sec school. Another nostalgic place......I was a librarian. Liked a junior librarian. Enjoyed talking to her, love her smiles, then I sent her a stalk of rose on Valentine's day, didn't confess to her because didn't really know the actual way.Basically, I didn't know that I had to ask her directly when she wanted to be my girlfriend or not. Stupid lor. Haha. Later on, she got attached but the boyfriend was definitely not me. Sorrows unleashed and I was truly heartbroken even though it never actually started. Lessons learnt though. I was the class monitor for Sec 4 & 5, well nothing much to say about that, except that people think that I seemed to be always listening to teachers' instruction, seeming to them as some sort of way to "polish their shoes". Haha, oh well, orders must be followed and silence should be observed in the class. Well, I thought that I had become the pain of asses of my Malay classmates back then. Just couldn't stand them running around in class and playing truance from time to time. Haha, well maybe you hate class monitors, but I think as for me I had really fulfilled my job throughout the two years. Had many tuitions, tuition centres and private group tuitions as well. Basically, these tuitions were given by tutors who had qualifications to teach, at least for my Science subjects. When I came to Singapore, I was quite suprised that tutors here were mainly students of tertiary institutions. Hmm, never mind about that. Joined the Red Crescent Society at school for 4 years, it was a good experience for me to learn about First Aid and team work. Loved the marchings a lot in fact. Commanded the junior troop for several times, but it felt nicer to be marching in the line after all. Haha.

GCE Cambridge A Level....done it at a private college in Kuala Lumpur which was not far or near Petaling Jaya,my hometown. It was my first time staying away from home, at a hostel with one roommate. Ah Wong was my roommate throughout the whole course. Stayed in Block G, yeah I still remember...Room 313. Thinking back, I wonder how did I survive in such a shabby hostel. Block E was my favourite block, as it had all the girls that I used to like. Hahahaha. But anyway, I did not feel comfortable at first as I found it difficult to adjust to a new environment, with so many new friends from all over the states of Malaysia. Most of my classmates were local, as in Kuala Lumpur people. I was labelled as the PJ boy. But generally it was fine, they were quite hospitable,nice people. Yeah my class was SN0a. Worst thing to happen after the 1st sem of the course was that one of my classmates with whom I got quite close to passed away due to a motorcycle accident, and I was absolutely shocked upon hearing that, and I initially thought that it was a joke when my other classmate phoned me to relate to me that accident. Gosh. From that moment onwards, I told myself I won't go and get a motorcycle license as it was really dangerous even though it would look cool. I still remember that we went to Jusco in Wangsa Maju together to buy clothes one night. I was in fact devastated upon knowing his demise.

Anyway, later on I started to like a girl who used to sit behind me. Haha I know it's all about close proximity. I felt that this girl was ultra friendly to anyone, but perhaps I didn't realise that so that's why I started to have some feelings towards her. But she seemed very popular among the guys at college, seemed to have lotsa friends and she was with the Xia Xiang Duan. I wanted to join that but was refused entry because my inability to speak proper Mandarin back then. ARgh. Haha. Oh well, gone was my opportunity. I wasn't confident of my appearance too. So I tried improving myself, I thought that it might be a good idea that I buy new and oustanding clothes so that I would really get noticed by her. Yeah, so superficial was I, childlish it may seem, and I thought that I'd overdone it sometimes. Haha. Money I thought invested, had been wasted if I think back of the way I handled this thing. It was not about all those after all. Definitely a matter of attitude and compatibility with her. And guts to confess were never really there. Haha as usual. There was once I managed to ask her out or a night meeting, wanting to tell her how I felt about her, but ended up saying that I liked another girl in her class. Wahahahhaa. Kanasai~! She was really good and nice, I remember her cup of honey for me when I had incessant coughs. It will remain as a sweet memory, story of a one-way love revolving around a cup of honey drink. Another thing I remember was two girls of my classmates always come to borrow my bicycle. Haha. Really funny because back then I looked quite serious and when one of them wanted to borrow my bicycle, I heard that she didn't dare to ask from me and had to make a friend of hers to tag along and ask me. Haha, yuppers, when I don't smile, I look fierce, of course even now it's like that as I have been borned like that. It can't be helped already. I just felt that it was soooo difficult to smile to others, that means I didn't really adapt well in staying in hostel even for more than half a year. The grass the other side is always greener, and so do the girls. Eh, not greener, but prettier. Haha. Yuppers. I had great time spending time with neighbours who stayed along the corridor of my hostel floor. I think maybe we had to endure staying in that shabby hostel till we shared a lot of pain, and also pleasure when it comes to playing together. Haha...steven, ah chai, ah wong, shyan, epanloo, some juniors whom I've forgotten their names, and whistling at girls when they came to our block..Haha...playing magic cards, then crapping, blowing water, teasing one another,washing clothes in the bathroom, cooking instant noodles with water which was not really hot enough from the ever-breaking-down water dispenser,singing in the bathrooms, complaining about the other roommate's, mass-studying like a flock of birds into the study room, occasional trips out to Taman Bunga Raya, Wangsa Maju,Desa Setapak and the pasar malam at which I forgot the name already, talking about the hottest girl in the college, acting crazily with lotsa makeshift props, oh well, haha that was what I miss a lot back then.