Wednesday, December 28, 2005
19 years of my life, part 1(because im lazy. haha)
got the idea from someone's blog. shalln't say who. someone impt. so here goes. i was born thru caesarian(sp) at Mt. Avernia hospital, to my mum and dad, who were rather old at that time, in case you guys didn't know, i have 4 other siblings and they are all above 35 now, thats cus they were my step mum's kid, my dad married my mum after my stepmum passed away. so im sorta like the only child. Funny thing mum told me, while she was in labour, my dad was away playing badminton. hahaha! goes to show that he's actually a veteran when it comes to childbirth eh.. And something else perhaps you guys would like to know, the ultrasound said i was a girl all along my mum's pregnancy. so essentially all my early infant clothes were all pink and lacy. hahaha.
Funny date it was though, the day i was born. december 24th 1986, my 3rd elder brother's on 25th december 1970. kudos for the timing mum.
Fast fwrd a few years, got into a really bad accident at my cousin's place when i was... 5 i think.. was playing hide and seek with my cousins so i hid behind the door, or something like that lah i cant recall. then my brother came home i think, and he sorta slammed the door open, the bolt on the door went straight into my face. it was a 12 stitch gash on my forehead, that harry potterish scar u guys see now.
the rest of the memories, well.. were pretty much about travelling.. to thailand... indonesia.. and etc, perks of being in a family that loves travelling i guess. haha. my fondest and earliest memory's probably from bali, which we went to for $0, yes. free, cus one of my brother won a free vacation and he couldnt go. That place was simply breathtaking, in the eyes of a 6 yr old of course, everything seemed so new and interesting, i remembered visiting some volcanoe.. just.. breathtaking. even 13 yrs later.
Fast fwrd again to my primary school life, it was definitely one of the more interesting chapter of my life, got enrolled into chongfu primary, some good school in the north. and like most 1986ers, im a kindergarten dropout, cus most of us i presume went to PY, the shitty pre primary scheme which they scrapped after my batch. nothing interesting la until primary 3, when i met my lifelong friend terence and marcus. things sorta went bad after knowing them, maths correction unfilled.. chinese spelling... bla bla. got all sorts of punishment, but i was glad there was a reason for me to look back at that period of time and laugh it off with my friends of 11years the same old maths correction buddy.. terence and marcus. before i knew it, we've graduated for the 1st time in our lives. we sorta went seperate ways, them. to woodland secondary, and me. to ahmad ibrahim.
Secondary school life was... disasterous if i might put it. simply way too much trying to prove myself to the masses, too much external influences and simply, too much slacking off. flunked my secondary school like mad and not until the last few months in sec 4 did i bucked up and managed to scrape a r4 13 and r5 20.
came sec 2 and sorta the milestone of my life, had a really nice vacation at jianhong, another primary classmate,'s uncle's company mansion. sentosa. perfect view it had, overlooking siloso beach, spacious as it can be, and as many tvs as harvey norman. things was sort of down for the 1st day cus... aiya all hormonal charged teenage boys trapped in a place where the adults was playing mahjong 24/7 . then came day 2, when i met cindy and jessica for the 1st time of my life, i still remember me mistaking cindy for my primary school belle. i was sleeping facing the door, she opened the room door abit and looked in. my pals all went silent. she closed the door. alvin ran to the toilet and tidied up his hair. frens laughed.. and this was the most... and i say again. most.. memorable event thus far in this short 19 years. things were sorta cold the 1st few hours until the ice broke and we made ourselves some new friends. jessica was the one constantly chatting on the phone and seldom joining us in our games. cindy was the tomboyish but really cute looking girl who really mixed with us . and.. we had great fun. really.. and there are so much details i would love to write but im... lazy to. haha, so look for me if u want a complete walkthrough.
sadly though, a visit to the house a year back confirmed that its already been demolished. but like i said then. to her, its the memories inside the heart that matters.
after that, things sorta went back to normal. school as usual. and at that period of time was my 1st REAL girlfriend, stephanie, she was... well.. haha admitedly. not my type lah. she's the sort that's really studious while im the typical slacker, she seldom talks while my mouth's like a machinegun blabbering off at any chance i see. we were together for.. 2years if i remember correctly before dear old alvin suffered his very 1st heartbreak. but alas, he was glad he never did lose heart because then came another intersting chapter of his life.
polytechnic, choose my course blindly, simply because i didn't expect myself to score that well, supposed to go into cindy's current course. DMMC, but after corresponding with terence, i decided to go for SP's DMMT. so here i am. never would i expect a simple camp would utterly change my destiny for the next 3 years and possibly, the rest of my life. it was the ICT's FO camp, 3days no nights, no thanks to SARS, made a bunch of new friends, and... the blabbermouth alvin found home, what was categorised as attention-seeking nonsense sort of became "enthusiasm" is the camp. i told my frens how poly life was the turning point of my life, but the truth is, probably it was the club and her that made most of the change.
so i was categorised under the enthu spider group and ultimately nominated as Logistics secretary in the main comm during my second year during that period of time, i was caught in a relationship, shallnt elaborate on it, it was a really deep one, so deep, im still down there even though that nonsense ended almost a year ago.
ok la end of part 1. knn hand pain liao. ¶ 11:36 PM
Funny date it was though, the day i was born. december 24th 1986, my 3rd elder brother's on 25th december 1970. kudos for the timing mum.
Fast fwrd a few years, got into a really bad accident at my cousin's place when i was... 5 i think.. was playing hide and seek with my cousins so i hid behind the door, or something like that lah i cant recall. then my brother came home i think, and he sorta slammed the door open, the bolt on the door went straight into my face. it was a 12 stitch gash on my forehead, that harry potterish scar u guys see now.
the rest of the memories, well.. were pretty much about travelling.. to thailand... indonesia.. and etc, perks of being in a family that loves travelling i guess. haha. my fondest and earliest memory's probably from bali, which we went to for $0, yes. free, cus one of my brother won a free vacation and he couldnt go. That place was simply breathtaking, in the eyes of a 6 yr old of course, everything seemed so new and interesting, i remembered visiting some volcanoe.. just.. breathtaking. even 13 yrs later.
Fast fwrd again to my primary school life, it was definitely one of the more interesting chapter of my life, got enrolled into chongfu primary, some good school in the north. and like most 1986ers, im a kindergarten dropout, cus most of us i presume went to PY, the shitty pre primary scheme which they scrapped after my batch. nothing interesting la until primary 3, when i met my lifelong friend terence and marcus. things sorta went bad after knowing them, maths correction unfilled.. chinese spelling... bla bla. got all sorts of punishment, but i was glad there was a reason for me to look back at that period of time and laugh it off with my friends of 11years the same old maths correction buddy.. terence and marcus. before i knew it, we've graduated for the 1st time in our lives. we sorta went seperate ways, them. to woodland secondary, and me. to ahmad ibrahim.
Secondary school life was... disasterous if i might put it. simply way too much trying to prove myself to the masses, too much external influences and simply, too much slacking off. flunked my secondary school like mad and not until the last few months in sec 4 did i bucked up and managed to scrape a r4 13 and r5 20.
came sec 2 and sorta the milestone of my life, had a really nice vacation at jianhong, another primary classmate,'s uncle's company mansion. sentosa. perfect view it had, overlooking siloso beach, spacious as it can be, and as many tvs as harvey norman. things was sort of down for the 1st day cus... aiya all hormonal charged teenage boys trapped in a place where the adults was playing mahjong 24/7 . then came day 2, when i met cindy and jessica for the 1st time of my life, i still remember me mistaking cindy for my primary school belle. i was sleeping facing the door, she opened the room door abit and looked in. my pals all went silent. she closed the door. alvin ran to the toilet and tidied up his hair. frens laughed.. and this was the most... and i say again. most.. memorable event thus far in this short 19 years. things were sorta cold the 1st few hours until the ice broke and we made ourselves some new friends. jessica was the one constantly chatting on the phone and seldom joining us in our games. cindy was the tomboyish but really cute looking girl who really mixed with us . and.. we had great fun. really.. and there are so much details i would love to write but im... lazy to. haha, so look for me if u want a complete walkthrough.
sadly though, a visit to the house a year back confirmed that its already been demolished. but like i said then. to her, its the memories inside the heart that matters.
after that, things sorta went back to normal. school as usual. and at that period of time was my 1st REAL girlfriend, stephanie, she was... well.. haha admitedly. not my type lah. she's the sort that's really studious while im the typical slacker, she seldom talks while my mouth's like a machinegun blabbering off at any chance i see. we were together for.. 2years if i remember correctly before dear old alvin suffered his very 1st heartbreak. but alas, he was glad he never did lose heart because then came another intersting chapter of his life.
polytechnic, choose my course blindly, simply because i didn't expect myself to score that well, supposed to go into cindy's current course. DMMC, but after corresponding with terence, i decided to go for SP's DMMT. so here i am. never would i expect a simple camp would utterly change my destiny for the next 3 years and possibly, the rest of my life. it was the ICT's FO camp, 3days no nights, no thanks to SARS, made a bunch of new friends, and... the blabbermouth alvin found home, what was categorised as attention-seeking nonsense sort of became "enthusiasm" is the camp. i told my frens how poly life was the turning point of my life, but the truth is, probably it was the club and her that made most of the change.
so i was categorised under the enthu spider group and ultimately nominated as Logistics secretary in the main comm during my second year during that period of time, i was caught in a relationship, shallnt elaborate on it, it was a really deep one, so deep, im still down there even though that nonsense ended almost a year ago.
ok la end of part 1. knn hand pain liao. ¶ 11:36 PM
