Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Tired... Weary... Abit sick of life...
Haizz... I find it so hard to blog lately, compared to those good ol' days where I used to blog so much and post so many pictures and photos of latest happenings...
I suppose it really has to do with aging...
As one grows old, one has more commitments and responsibilities...
and the momentum of work gets busier and life goes slower and slower...
and the fun and laughter in life gets lesser and lesser.
I really miss those good ol' days when I was still a teen.
All the fun with my buddies, and friends....
But I must admit I had tough times also...
Deep wounds it was and it also caused me to back away from people...
(I took alot of courage to dig this unhealed wound and post this entry up...)
Like they say, once bitten twice shy.
The story begins...I used to have a best buddy named Jack during my secondary school days. We were from the same class, and he was just sitting right behind me.
In the class list, he was also just one register number behind me. So, most of the time, the teachers usually would group the both of us together in various activities. Eg. NAFA test, Exams, Contests....
Initially I didn't really like him. He seemed cheeky. Always flirting with girls and very talkative in class. But eventually I grew real close to him. We talked during breaks and even during class. Hehe. We cheated and helped each other during spelling tests. We challenged each other during our sports classes. We even competed on growing tall. Finding solutions to make ourselves grow taller than each other week by week. He was kinda like my motivation to grow tall too.
I was a boring guy. A single child in the family. and He was the opposite. He came from a really loving family. He had an elder brother and a younger sister. His dad was real cool and his mom was darn loving. His dad brought him to places and really spent time with his siblings and him. Unlike my parents, somehow, it seemed like i had no one to look to, except him.
He would teach me how to act cool infront of girls, introduced to sports like soccer, snooker and bowling. Although I didn't really like these games initially, I'd picked up alot of skills from him, and he would always let me win him. Sumtimes, i had bad hair days, and he would pull me to the washroom and combed my hair for me. "How can you be seen with you hair like that? The girls will laugh at you!"
Haha... I know, i know.
Boys during puberty...
But we really had fun doing all the guy stuff, hanging out, teasing girls, etc...
Then one day, one jealous indian classmate went around telling everyone that we were a couple. 'A gay couple'. Well, everyone in class knew that Jack and I were best friends and we would always been seen together or we would know each other whereabouts. But now that this stupid indian guy brought it up, everybody kinda chuckled at the idea. But they knew it was not for real.
However, Jack was kinda affected by it. "Hey Jack, where's ya boyfriend?" and he will sniff at the commenter and look away, looking real pissed with the comment.
No sooner, Jack decided to avoid me to stop the rumour from going on...
Sigh... because of one stupid rumour, I lost my closest buddy i ever had in my life.
[To be continued...]
because you make me feel special.
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Friday, April 11, 2008
MEGA-CHURCH?!This was hilarious when I first saw it...
... and I suddenly remember Clarence Ng... =X
No way am I gonna encourage him that way...
because you make me feel special.
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Wednesday, April 09, 2008
TRAUMA
