Hmph

I find myself getting better and better at wasting my time.
Hmph.
I have once read what the Flying Dutchman said "Time isn't wasted when you rest or just slack. There is actually a purpose behind it".
Ya.Something like that.
The article's pretty far back, can only remember bits and pieces of it.
Anyone, since I forgot to bring my iPod to school today, I had some free time to play with on the bus this morning.
This is what I formulated:

>>>My life. Primary. Sec. And beyond<<<<

Lower primary:
I was naive, stupid and really really gullible.

>I believed in the tooth fairy. I placed my milk tooth underneath my pillow hoping to find a coin or something. Apparently, my parents had other thoughts. In the end, the tooth was there for 2 weeks before it went missing. Do the math and you can actually be shocked at the number of missing teeth. Haha. Anyway, I stopped this nonsense. The 9th tooth was the last straw. I came to the conclusion that so many kids were actually putting their tooth underneath their pillows that the tooth fairy had gone pok gai. No money to give. Just hope.
Hope is priceless. (no pun intended)

>Remember when we were migids and boys refused to hold the hands of girls and vice versa? Haha. You know. I had this conversation with my friend the other day and we actually felt that we wasted the chance to hold a girl's hand! Haha. That was a good laugh.

>I believed that a melon would grow in my stomach. Ya. I ate watermelon and my dad came to tell me "Ah yang ah. You got remove the seeds or not?" I was like. "Har? Bo.". Then he gave me that shocked and "Oh shit" look. The next thing I know, I was desperately crying and getting my mum to help me reguritate the seeds. =.=. Kinda dumb eh? Cause, hey, I was a kid who loved to eat snow peas. I ate the seeds of it and no branches were coming out of my nose or ears. Damn. Why didn't I make the connection. =.=

Upper primary life.
Made plenty of friends.
>>Most of this period of my life, I was surrounded my friends. This is getting nostalgic. Haha. Old sia. There were the times when the people of 6di would just dash to the Nets area and have fun. I tore my PE pants there. ><. It was fun. Everyone was friendly. I miss those days.
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Lower Sec life. Went into a boys' school. Happily single.
>Most of my lower sec life, I was practically buried in books. Serious. I occasionaly went to attend the CCA, if not, most of the time, I would be couped in my home. Reading, memorizing, practising sums...It was boring. But at that time, I didn't really feel or have not yet realized the importance of enjoying what you do. I was became more of an introvert. Nonetheless, I made friends. Super funcky ones. Haha.

Upper Sec Life.
Same school. Beginning to feel the need for companionship setting in.
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I think I can only speak this for myself. Cause, in sec3A, everyone, except for marcus, wen xiong, wei jin and I, are totally engrossed in studies.
Xue Ian may be the self-proclaimed slacker, but, I don't buy it.
Anyway.
Life was tough and it still is.
I hate it.
I contacted the old friends occasionally. Met up. Played. Had a blast.
Then there was the bug called BGR being fleeting about.
I mean.
Ya. Guys do have crushes.
I think that Chong Yan has too.
Ya. That includes you too Kheh Yang. I don't know why, but I think you do. XD
But I think I am the more open sort.
I dared.
I got bitten.
Haha.
Anyway, that was eons ago.
Right now.
I am fine. :))
Teachers become more socialable as you age.
Their attitudes to your behaviour begins to change. So does your's too.
I began to be more vain. >Glares are prohibited now unless you want to go home limping.
I think it's being in a boys' school that you get to actually see so many things.
Ya.
Guys gaying up with each other. ><
Guys sucking up to the female teachers to get into their good books.
Guys acting cool, wearing a stupid cap even in a bus that is freaking dark, and just trying to pose. Guys sliting their wrists to vent frustration, rejection and all.
I didn't do it of course.
Guys taking second, third glances at that girl who just passed by.
Is this sign of desperation or maturation?
Or is it plainly that we people from a all boys school just want to noticed by that girl across the street. Haha.
That's just all food for though. ---------------------------------------------------------------------