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Monday, February 27, 2006

Dear Diary,

I know you all want me to continue my story. But once in a while, its good to take a break, turn away from the past and look in the mirror. Look at the present.
I am doing fine, the A level results are coming out on WED and I keeping every avaliable finger crossed. Maybe I should try making my rounds around places of worship, SIGH...
Oh well whats done is done. GO Pek GO GO Pek GO

"WE ARE SORRY TO INTERUPPT WHATEVER U ARE DOING"
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The following message is brought to you by the Ministry Of Pek Affairs
From the Department of Eye Sight
From the Author of "I can write whatever I want"
Here is Pek's take on the 2 balls on your face.
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Dear Diary,

What do you see when you first open your eyes. Be it for school, for work or just simply making sure you are not dead. What do you see?? Maybe a spinning fan on the ceiling, an overheading air conditioning unit or your window which shows a sunny or still darken sky. This is common, we all go thru this everyday as we open our eyes to welcome a New Day.

However I urge you to take a closer look. I am different from most of you and yet I share the same fate as about 30-40% of the world's population. My daily ritual of getting up isnt stretching your arms and letting out a big yawn. The only Stretching I do is lifting up my arms over my head and feeling the ledge for my spectacles.
Unlike most of you, I do not have the joy of opening your eyes to a bright a clear world. I did once, but that was some 10 over years or so ago.
I wake up to the same world, just that mine isnt as clear as most of you.Sometimes I dont even dare open my eyes in the morning before I put on my artifical eyes. U may wonder just what I see through these eyes of mine.

I have a degree of over 450++ on both eyes. The one thing I hate the most is not being able to see lines. Its just like using Mircosoft Paint, whenever u wan to use the bucket Icon you first need to Define the area you want painted. I cant do that. It seems my mind cannot register lines. Only colours.

Yes I see them, Black is black, Blue is blue, Yellow is yellow. But at the edge of the so called "Lines", the colours merge.There is no proper ending. Its like everything is fixed in ONE big picture and the other thing that differentiate a table from a chair is my mind. For example imagine a picture of just red on top and Blue below. From top to bottom I see red then suddenly a Blurred area where the Line is suppose to me, then blue all the way to the bottom.
Take away my aid and I can still tell you one object from another at a suitable range. However this has little to do with my sigh, my brain is telling me what I see. Or rather my brain is telling what my eyes are seeing and not the other way around. Give me a picture to look at and all I can tell you are some of the brighter colours and nothing more. Ask me to describe the picture and all I can say are the general images that my brain tells me.
In my natural state I cant see details, not to mention read a book normally. I can read, only at kissing range. I can see your face but must take a closer look to know who you are or whether you are smiling.

Its so frustrating sometimes. Being half blind, what I consider myself to be is no laughing matter. Take away my glasses and all accuracy in vision disappears, I am helpless. Try to hide my glasses somewhere and I will be on my knees using my hands, my sense of touch to feel it out. Or otherwise I'll just beat u up because its faster and a human is much easier to find. I get a headache sometimes without my glasses. Unfortunately it has became part of me, we move as one body, separated only during bedtime or bath time.
Although it has helped me over the years, this invention has its side effects. My mind has slowly forgotten how to tell how eyeto focus or rather the muscles in my eye to contract or relax. If our body has a way of repairing itself, this equipment has done nothing but causes the problem to worsen. To put it in simple terms, ironically, my spectacles has caused my eyes the ability to see a Defined World. Sinking me deeper and deeper into a pit I can never get out of. (unless I go under the knife)

Through theses pieces of plastic I see the world of lines and colours again. But everytime I view the world I am constantly reminded of my state by the frames of my spectacles still in my line of sight. That is why I love to put on contact lenses instead. No more frames! It really feels great to be able to experience perfect vision without the burden of adjusting your falling spectacles. This maybe a small thing to some of you, But to me being able to have NORMAL eyesight, even if its through cheating means of wearing contact lenses is a joy.

I have been wanting to write this in a long long time. This is just one of the little things people take for granted since our sense of sight is probably one of the first sense we use since we were born. Sadly this is also one of the things we regret only when its too late, thus no matter what people say, we still stare at our computer screen for hours on end.
Thus I urge you to take care of your eyesight. I am not blind, but at least I can understand just a little bit more about not being able to see clearly. Stop myopia, and this starts from you and no one else.

Till the nxt episode on Pek's 101... TATATATA

Tuesday, February 21, 2006

Dear Diary,
It is strange how we cant simply describe what is Love. Its not something u can quantify and definitely not something u can describe using our 5 senses. When people ask me, (ok i am imagining people asking me), what is love?
A kiss on the cheek, the touch of her hand, a hug, a glance, her head resting on ur shoulders, her tears, her laughter, her smile and even memories. Theses aint just actions or thoughts. Its far more dense than that, so much so that just from theses simple actions, inspired poems, paintings, drama etc. Such a power is so great that its able to reach anyone, anywhere and at anytime. And all you need is a heart.
[OMG this is going to be a GP essay!Dont be gay ah, when I say Heart its with a " ", not the biological term, cardiac pump blah blah blah]
Was my heart Touched by love? Yes. Such an experience is like riding a bicycle or learning how to walk, you can never forget. Thus my friends, if you ask me if I loved Chrystal, I would show you our ring and said yes. Not taking the ring in its material form but a ring infused with our history and our feelings for one another.

Hmmm It should be the beginning of secondary 2 now. I remember during the december of Sec1 when I was coming back from Malaysia I received a message from her.
"Do you know what day it is?"
I was puzzled lol, I tried thinking really hard. This is one sensitive issue!! NEED to get it right!! Her mom's birthday, wait was it her sister's? or her dad's? Have we been together for 1 year already?? wait we were together only recently!! Fuck which one should I choose kns. I gave up and threw a wild guess. I forgot what answer I gave but it doesnt matter, I got it wrong on the second and third try also. Finally she told me.
"Its our 100th days together"
REALLY?!?!? Do girls have to be so detailed omg! How I know it was today! I already had trouble remembering my friend's birthdays, telephone numbers plus my school work. I wonder what she must have felt at that time. The beginning of a relationship is usually very superficial and getting on her bad side is not something I want to do. From that day on, I kept count, I even put the date as my handphone password LOL. Till today I still remember the dates, sigh...

Seconday 2 came and went. Ask a student if he likes to wake up early in the morning to get to school, most likely IF THEY ARE NORMAL, he/she rather have just 5 MORE MINUTES under the covers. I was different, I woke up with a smile, at that time I was no longer going to school to study, I was going to school to see her. I started waking up even earlier than usual, looking in the mirror to make sure I look neat and tidy. As I step out of the car in the parade square I knew she would be there looking down from the balcony from the 4th Floor.
After school I would go look for her outside her class and we would hang out for a while before walking her to the bustop. Upon reaching home I would call her, at night I would reply her postcard that she gave me today. I poured everything, I was totally into her.
But course as I mentioned earlier I ran out of stuff to say. I solved it by thinking of stuff I wanted to discuss with her beforehand and writing it on a notepad. On the way home I would recall some of the events that happened in school and tell her all about it. Sometimes I call her friends to find out what was happening in her class so I could talk with her about that too.
Saying those 3 words "I love you" became easier and easier at the end of every conversation.
I didnt really thought of it then, but she seem to be holding back. Most of the time when we talked, usually I was the one talking. I felt she was not really opening up to me, maybe my topics were boring or what. But I didnt confront her about this, I thought maybe its because of her character, being quiet and all. Come to think of it, maybe I should have confronted her about it.
Nevertheless I still enjoyed hearing her voice, offering her a listening ear to her complains, although I think some of it went out the other ear. Her voice was so adorable on the phone, then again, she isnt perfect till she became my girlfriend.
Its funny how we talked about almost anything that came to mind and the way she said she loves me, I can never get enough off. Sometimes when she said it softly I would pretend not to hear that forces her to repeat.
Guess these are just signs of a couple. I wonder if I became popular in school because of her. It seems more and more people are getting to know me as Chrystal's boyfriend. I started to know people from secondary 1 and 2, even people from the upper secondary. The network in fairfield is off T3 connection, the word gets around really really fast. Soon I wasnt just Pek Kim Yew anymore, I had a tag on my shirt that says "Pek is attached to Chrystal"
I enjoyed the attention, who doesnt want to be known in school anyway. I think that was when I decided to be a prefect. WAIT NO, I decided to be a prefect when our form teacher walked in to ask for the class to elect Candidates to become prefects. Me and Eu Liang thought of a plan on the spot to norminate each other! I was thinking, IMAGINE PEK AS THE HEADPREFECT, siam ah tua le gong lia liao!!
Of course I got throught the interview, who didnt anyway?? All the dumb standard questions that gave rise to politically right answers.
This was my PEAK, being attached to a wonderful girl, being in a position of POWER among the student ranks and with ownage grades. What possibly can beat that. I was THE MAN! <--- let me hao lian please, dont pour cold water
I remember my first assigment as I was assigned to this class for morning assembly. Asking people to line up was a chore in the morning. IMAGINE you are a student, EARLY IN THE MORNING, you are feeling so SIAN, and here comes an asshole with a tie asking you to "PLEASE MOVE IN", "WHY IS UR HAIR SPIKED UP", "TUCK IN UR SHIRT", "SHOW ME UR NAILS!". If I were the student I wont give a damn or at least have a 5 minute lag time.
I looked at the white board in the Prefect's room and To my horror I was incharged of some Secondary 4 tail end class. OMG steam! I was expecting vulgarities, cant be bothered attitude, and me running to the teachers for help with unlawful students. I approached the class with caution, with little weight in my feet to facilitate my quick exit. I signalled the class to move in, no use. I walked further down the roll to tell the rest, no effect. I AM DOOMED, I was still under probation, If i make such a mistake its GG for me.
Just when all seem lost, one guy suddenly out of NO Where said. Aint you Chrystal's Boyfriend? I said yes and at the same time everyone just stare at me. Then I got whispers, "so its you ah". OMG this is worst, I think I just stepped on a land mine.
The nxt thing that happen was totally unexpected, one guy just put hes hand around me and said. "you better treat her nicely ah"
Can this be? LOL I think I was getting the "why didnt you say so" thingy. Everyone in the class became friendly with me. They even agreed from that they on to move in when I asked them to. Of course I didnt wan to test my limits with them so I pretty much left their attire on the edge between acceptable and unforgivable.

OK this is the end for today! MORE TO COME on the good times and the beginning of the BAD TIMES in the next episode of Pekky's 101. TIll then.

PEK OUT!

Saturday, February 18, 2006

yup thats me during chinese new year with a dao look.

Tuesday, February 07, 2006

Dear Diary,
I know you guys have been looking forward to this episode of Pek's 101, or Pek's lol if you want to call it.
Actually lower secondary was my High of my short life span in FMSS. I had many good friends, fantastic grades, good behaviour but most important I had a girl ^^ I dont think I have the right to call her my ex-girlfriend cause I didnt confess to her in the beginning, we were just err "POOF" together. Kind of strange but I was young la, how I know wtf I was suppose to do. Although memories of her are slowly fading from both my heart and my mind, there are just some details you can never forget even after so long. Was she my first love? Yup she was. My first taste of sweet innocent love. She was the first person I ever said those 3 words "I love you" and the first girl I kissed (on the cheek LOL, DAMN IT~! I am such a loser). Unfortunately, shes also the girl I always wanted to say sorry to and I regret many of my own doing. Looking at her picture now ( I really am ), her smile and her smell I can still fondly remember. She used to spray some perfume that I find hard to resist smelling her hair. I also remember tears, those watery droplets that flowed down my cheeks late at night when everyone was asleep after we broke up and that was the time when love songs was the last thing I wanted hear.

"Blurred vision
A taste of tears
Lonely days
And nights of years;

Constant thinking?
No answers found?
Thoughts in circles?
'Round and 'round;

Memories past
Relived?each one;
And sorrow for things
...Never done."

If you ask me 20 30 or 40 years down the road, I can safely say I will still be able tell you her name. Chrystal.
Not really a common name lol, its the H that makes her name stood out. Just like among all the perfect crystals around, that flawed one with the H simply outshined every single one of them.

Lets start from the beginning shall we?

Hmmmm, I got to know her from a friend. At that time a classmate of mine had a Girlfriend in Secondary one. OK la, why dont I just say the names, its much easier. Hes name is Hwadianto and her name is (shit I forgot), Joanne?? Oh at that time I was in Secondary 2 and the girls were in Secondary 1. After school, He always go to the top level where all the secondary 1 classes are. And so of course we being good friends, me charles and Hwa ( some even mistaken me for an Indoesian), we tag along too.

Naturally I got to know Joanne and her friends, Chrystal being one of them. Ehhh She didnt really talk much when we were hanging out with Joanne. The talkative ones were Joanne herself and Gladys. I notice she was always standing either behind or away from us, how could she even talk when the other 2 girls talk like machine guns. I also didnt talk much, I let the love birds do all the talking while I just stand one side and give my comments once in a while. I guess it started as a joke, when Hwa will joke about me being interested in Chrystal, maybe because we both were the quiet ones.

But this dragged on for days, what started out as a joke made me notice her even more. I mean whats there not to like about her, shes cute, gentle and I absolutely love her perfume smell LOL. Then one day, I think it was both Joanne and Gladys, they cornerd me and asked if I really liked Chrystal. I didnt hesitate, I said yes.
There are some facts that I wasnt aware at that time I said Yes. One BIG one being, she was attached at that time. Marshall was his name. He was tall, skinny and had his pants worn high, quite a dork haha. Anyway, I heard that she was into him for a very long time. Now I am in the picture, Things must have changed. Soon my ears been picking up news of people comparing between Marshall and me, seeing which one being more compatible. Of course and sadly for Marshall, I was leading the polls, secretly I pretent not to know la, but in my mind I was make funny faces and jumping around. Chrystal was also beginning to lean in my direction.

Then came the daunting task of how the hell do I break the news to Marshall. Everyday was the usual after school, we hang out and talk, Joanne and Gladys were thinking of a plan. They turn to me of course, but Pek has no experience in goping other ppl girlfriends, Pek is a Noob at Relationships and Pek has no balls at that time. So that task bounced around and fell into the hands of my other classmate, Caleb!
I was relieved to have someone else do the dirty job, Caleb was choosen cause they were both from the Boys Bridge and were friends too.
Yay now theres no extra between us now, I like her and she likes me, TADA! Pek and Chrystal were together at last. It was sort of like a silent agreement and mutal understanding that we belong with each other.

The feeling was Great, I dont know how to put in down in words. Having someone to call your own is really a wonderful feeling, I dont know about those other couples but when I was with her, I felt more complete as a person. We began talking everyday after school, even when we went home we called each other and talk for hours till my mother come banging on my room, ending each call with the 3 words "I love you".
The first time I said it over the phone got my adrenaline pumping, I was so nervous, I was scared but yet I wanted to say it to her so much. Then I just made a split second decision to just be brave and proclaim my love to her. You can sense my anxiety cause this was what I said exactly.

"Chrystal you know what" <---- this was when I made the decision
"I love you" <--------YES I DID IT OMG!!!
She did the same thing to me haha. I was over the moon.

My mother threatened to Listen to my calls or pull out the plug if I didnt stop talking. Maybe that was the first mistake I made, calling her everyday and talking non stop. After a few months U find you are left with nothing much to say lol, I practically told her half of my life story already. But it was fun talking to her, listening to her voice was heavenly. This was just the beginning stages, I guess we were both enthu about it, both of us in a world of our own. We both got like the perfect image of each other.

We wrote postcards to each other almost everyday. She loved postcards, it became a daily routine to pass each other our replys. My handwriting SUCK to the core, U dont know how many postcards I wasted drafting the letters to her. I threw away so many till I end up writing them on rough paper first before transferring. My handwriting LOOKS exactly like PRIMARY SCHOOL penmanship. My lettering were straight when suppose to and curved when supposed to. NO connecting lines, each letter is well defined and with much force, written down. I even wasted the limited edition A1 postcards that I didnt even give her because my handwriting was just to ugly for humans to read.

Quite a fairytale ya? Theres so much more , I havent even finished the good part.Oh well I got to stop here now, This entry getting abit too long haha. Ok till nxt time!! More coming up!! dont go away!!!

PEK OUT

Sunday, February 05, 2006

Dear Diary,
I am back!! I have a really interesting thought. I was sitting a cab with my brother to my grandmother's house for dinner. It was a long ride so my mind wandered to all the movies I had seen. You know when a person dies, usually his whole life flashes before him eyes. Maybe I had nothing better to do, but what if,What If right now at this very momemnt, we are all abt to die, and like the dying people in the movies, we are given the chance to reflect upon our life just one more time. What if we had already lived our lives and all we are doing now, is looking back. Interesting isnt it? Doesnt it make you want to treasure your life even more? <--- I was thinking abt the Matrix and Armageddon lol.

Anyway, back to where I was. Hmmm Year one of my secondary school life.

I made a promise to myself when I first entered Fairfield Methodist Seconday School. Since I didnt make it to schools like River Valley (HENG I DIDNT), Chinese High (HENG I DIDNT) or ACS(I) <---wasted, AND since I know I had the talents to do better, I decided. Why not PWN everyone here at FMSS?? I first saw FMSS as some neighbourhood, low down, nobody wants to go to school. So I assumed that the people there are mostly stupid stupid one haha. I ASSUMING myself to be smarter than these idiots ( I was young, Please forgive me ) made a VOW, PEK IS GOING TO BE TOP DOG, Numero Uno, Big Papaya, NUMBER ONE! That idea really stayed with me, and sticked in my head for a very long period of time. To be honest, I really chiong, study wise. Maybe I need to give my mother abit of credit here, all that drilling kind of seasoned me for studying. If one day or even a few hours I didnt just take up the book and study, I feel so empty and guilty. The gear was set to automatic and on nitro!! I was determined to be first in class, or even First in the level. But first, there is abt (assumming there are 30 ppl in each class) 59 people I got to step on to reach top. Besides the days when I had Basketball training or Saturdays when I had to go for Boy's brigade, I went straight home and literally buried myself in books. Reading before hand the chapters that were to be thaught a few days later seems FUCKING hard for you to believe now. But seriously, I really did. Homework? All done. Assignments that my mother gave me? Done. LoL if you look at me now, you will probably slap me and call my bluff. Oh well, whatever you want ya?
Tests, exams, my name was always at top 5 if not, top 10. How about Chinese?? hahaha, I was also among the top few, especially in Compositions. I just love to write about those dramatic love stories, maybe the teachers found it cute. I memorised the chinese characters for Spelling and Test like we have to shit everyday.
Science?? My favorite subject, I really liked science (general science), every page theres something new for me to read and know about. Passion is the keyword LOL, Test scores?? Same as above ^^
Geography and History. Both are new subjects to me, but in the end, I ate them for breakfast. Thanks to all the reading I did before the lesson starts, I can understand the teacher better and the lesson just helps to refresh my memory. Test scores?? Same as above ^^
Mathematics?? Are you kidding lol, But seriously my brother did play a big part in my learning of this subject. Throughout the 4 years, my brother helped me alot in maths, sometimes its nice to have an elder brother and since hes just one year my senior, those secondary 1 questions were a breeze to him. Test scores?? Same as above ^^
Literature?? Another new subject to me. I think this is a subject that I really enjoy. After all, whats there to do but just read. The usual Shakespear stories are kind of weird at first, all the "art, thou, thee". After getting used to it, I was on to it. The one story that I love was the Clay Marble. A brillant story based on a Cambodian Post war setting. Truely a marvelous read. I didnt mind reading it again and again until I had no trouble writing out paragraphs of quotes like it was nothing. I regret not taking Lit at upper secondary, lol but oh well, whats done is done ya? Test scores?? Top in class for several Papers, same as above ^^

I know some of you are thinking. Maybe you will throw in some vulgarities here and there about me trying to show off and stuff. But heh, I am proud of my achievements lehz, can let me show off abit?

Riding ahead at full speed, I was unstoppable, I had the exact balance of work and play. You may think that I am a NERD then, all study but no leisure. LOL you are wrong, you forgot that I have Basketball training at least 2 times a week until about 6-7 pm and by time I reached home, It will be about 8-9, depending if me and my team go for dinner at the nearby Dover Road Market. I had Boys Brigade to attend every Saturday from morning to afternoon and on Sundays I meet up with some of my Primary school mates for Basketball in the afternoon near my Grandmother's house. To sum it up, I had a life. Jealous right?? LOL, come on, We all got our UPS right?

Friends? Hahaha I made friends of course, my class of 1C and 2C was alot of fun. We totally own at soccer during the secondary one interclass soccer competition. I was Goalkeeper, and to add to that, CLEAN SHEET ALL THE WAY. I had a few saves here and there, Dives here and there. But most of the time, we were overwhelming our opponents. To such an extend that I had the luxuary to SIT down beside the Goalpost and talk to my Basketball friends while the match was going on. Secondary 2 was a different story, I guess we were to over confident and made mistakes we werent suppose to make. We were 3rd or 4th I think, haha, we all got to lose sometimes right? Otherwise ppl say we dont give face =p
Friends like Joseph, Eu Liang and Charles. LOL we keep joking around, talking about other people all the time. We usually sit around the same area in class, usally the back. We talk all the time, playing a fool. I miss the times we bitch about people, making fun of people. Racist Jokes!! OMG you guys rock.
The girls in my class are SIAO cha bos. I think they got mental problem, they are the Hiao Type. Of course there are the good good ones, I forgot the names. The crazy ones are Hui Hua, Grace, Christie ( shes from my Primary school too ^^) , Yan Wen, Elena etc.
Till today we still keep in touch, going out for dinner once in awhile to catch up. I am fortunate to have known them.

Maybe i will post my secondary one picture, my Camera phone 1.2 megapixal only so ><
Okok I stop here.
Stay tuned for more as I talk about secondary 2!! And what U all been waiting for. I goona talk about her ^^ dont go away ya?

PeK OUT!

Wednesday, February 01, 2006

Dear Diary,
First I want to say how sorry I am about updating my blog, I was busy with Chinese New Year and other off-line stuff. OOOOOK, where was I??

Secondary School life...

*sigh*

I think within this 4 years I have grown more than I had ever did. Be it mentally or physically,I grew by leaps and bounds. I guess its because my mind is starting to be more aware of who I am, I start to be more aware that theres still a Me without my parents. Maybe its because of puberty LOL, all the increase in testosterone makes PEK more gung ho. How did I know I was going through puberty?? Well I became more hairy and had a permanent sore throat that changed my Ku niang voice forever. I became more well versed with the vulgar languages, new hair styles and NO MORE POWER RANGER BAGS. My self awareness override almost everything, Pimple outbreak FUCK, HIPSTER pants OMG. SOCKS? LOL u cant see mine.
Peer pressure can cause wonders, both in good ways and bad. I had to admit, it was because of Peer pressure than changed me. Always on the look for what is the IN thing, I started to catagorise people. Losers, Twits, Noobs, fuckers, suckers, sluts, Chio, Cute, Suckups, act cute, act smart, cannot make it, DAMN UGLY, bitchy... the list goes on. We know who these people are and we try so hard to stay in the good books of the people we know. I was afraid of being one of the Losers, fuckers, bastards and that fear changes my attitude, even today. I am sure No one wants to be the bad guy, who wants to go through 4 years of secondary school with the word "loser" stamped on their foreheads. I know some who have and I feel sad for them, on the other hand I am thinking, better them than me.
These 4 years is also the period that we made many friends, some continue being some of my best friends. Girlfriends, Boyfriends, all shallow relationships based on 90% looks, of course there are special cases. Branded stuff, whos got them and who dont. With this details we end up labelling people. It may sound wrong but we are all guilty of it one way of another, talking behind peoples backs, LIES. We became more sinful than we ever was till that point.
Parents?? heh, my friends are my family. Hack I even spent more time in school than at home. To be honest I care more about what my friends think than what they think. What do they know anyway, they are after all of an older generation. Sad, but true.
GIRLS, wooo they have grown too didnt they, I noticed ^^.
But its all cool, part of growing up, so they say. You can turn either way, either you become a better man, or you become shit, a loser with no character. I hope I am the formal. All these trails never ends, but how u stood by is very important. Being self conscience is one think, being self confident is another. Looking back, I can safely say with a smile that I have grown to be a better person, can you?
I am abit worried for the new generation though, I even heard primary school children scolding each other, they throw FUCK at each other like FUCK. They play computer games, visit lanshops SO young, too young I feel. NO childhood.

Lets start from the beginning shall we? ORIENTATION. What in GODs name is that, that word is even longer than the longest word i seen which is RESTAURANT. WTF does that mean! I was damn blur, all i remembered was hating it alot, I didnt even do much. All I did was follow the group. Ask me to sing song? NO way man. Dance? If I know how to show the middle finger I would. Ran here and there playing games? Ok la, you all go first, I will catch up. LOL, i was quite anti social. I even made a promise to myself not to talk to anyone unless they talk to me first. I didnt know anyone in my class, I was so timid. Break the ice? To hell with it, I am happy cold blooded.
And like all orientation, the food sucks, chicken rice. I dont know what is it with functions that must include chicken rice. Poor chickens getting cut up for us to be disgusted. The only thing i enjoyed was the milo at night. Bathing?? OMG I dont wan to comment. Sleeping? On the table where else, I didnt had a sleeping bag, SOO COLD AT NIGHT!!
Of course I didnt stay like a stone throughout la, the problem with orientation is that no matter how Du Lan u feel, at some point of another, you will join in, even for a tiny extent. Each class had to do a small skit, I remember there were arguments about something. All I know was that Timothy (the indian one) was invloved and he asked me if he should forget about the arguing and just help them. I think I gave him a text book answer. Oh well we won in the end, Our idea was so original and our actors like ZP all look so cute that time. All the A class or B class people's performance cant even compete with our leg hair, they SUCK. No wonder our class bonding is so strong even till now, we started early ^^ I am really thankful I was in that class, No not because I always OWN them in studies but because they are really a good bunch of people.
I had a lot of fun with them, But I will tell you another time LOL. Secondary one wasnt really that interesting, I was just a bit shocked that the canteen food was so expensive hahaha. Being in a Mix school was all good too. I dont know about the rest, but I became more well mannered because I was around girls. More of a gentleman ^^ Of course theres always that hope that a strong wind will blow up their skirts, but other than that haha it was all ok. Theres still that invisible rule that guys and girls cant touch each other cause its a BIG NO NO(dont think dirty pls)and the sky will fall on our heads or something if we did.

Thats all folks, More sharing coming up!! So much more shit to come. Stay tuned ya??

PEK OUT~~!

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