Friday, October 2, 2009,
Due to people such as anthony and pan asking me to make a blog, I succumbed to peer pressure and decided to eat up my precious dota time to make this time consuming and pointless blog.
Due to my lack of ideas, I used pan's as a template, of course, without the fancy and highly unnecessary sophisticated language.
OK.6 years and who cares how many days.
So we paid 6 years of school contribution.Looking back at all the memories at High, all the experiences and unnecessary embarassments, I've realised I've grown up and became a man.
From a 163cm kid in year 7, I realised I've evolved throughout the years, from a little normal asian kid to a tallish fob.
Not alot of memories in year 7.However there are a few things I remember at heart. First one is shorson the man giant ripping anton outside DT room first day of school. As Anton threw an object which was making its course to Hongwei, who fortunately ducked to tie his shoe lace and the object hit shorson instead. Shorson stunned anton for 4 seconds and picked him up and roared " ME YOU PRINCIPAL NOW!". As the teacher came out and asked "what happened shorson" he replied "i got his covered sir". That was an incident i wil never forget--dont mess with fobs.
I also remember when we were young, we played Runescape and people took it seriously. I remember i got teased cause i dont have a rune plate?Pfft..however,sometimes people take it too far. I remember Hongwei once gave David Hu 5 dollars to pay for membership fee but david hu used it to buy food, and they fought. I found that highly amusing.
Well, junior years...one eventful day we told Shorson to bring a ball which had a giant lump on it.I wonder what wil become of us if he didnt bring that ball. We wouldnt be the HC AZIAN BALLERS LA (thats right pan!), we might be on magic island whom are always hiding from the one-whose-name-we-dont-mention (mr dowdell) or would be be part of HC MPW LA? it was also on the same day when a bunch of yr 8's kicked aways shorson's ball and after that shorson roared "WHERE THE FUCK MY BALL". The inappropriate grammar and bad choice of words scared the yr 8 kids away as they all ran to find Shorson's ball. As i said..dont mess with fobs.
Year 12 was my favourite year. It was an eventful year. From stupid typos such as bladecutter and Juliet Caesar, I made my presence known with my stupid jersey name -yiusofunny. It was a great year, sitting next to anthony in maths gossiping, or with xavier talkn about fuckfaces, with hongwei talkn bout indecent things in maths, with matt tang talkn bout various things, with alan talkn bout the economy and ofc with diep talkn bout dota and ehh,girls.
Sorry this is as nostalgic as i can get. This blog wasnt designed to be emotional like pan's or emo like shirley's. Its just...meant to express my feelings, except in a lighthearted and comprehensible manner. Thanks guys for all these memories. Thanks for pointing out my silly mistakes in english and I cant thank xavier enough for laughing at my grammar ("how come the soap didnt fell out?"). Thanks guys.
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