(note: the following post will be long. i think it'll be one of the longest entry i ever posted. and this is just the first part of it. so for those people who have phobias of a lot of words or is already panicking at the length of this entry, i advise you to read one paragraph at your own pace and take a break before proceeding to the next. or for those extreme cases, you could like read a paragraph a day or maybe one paragraph a week. at the rate i blog, by the time you finish this entry, maybe i'll be done with my next. i love people visiting my blog, but your well-being is also very important to me. and it's not because if something happened to you, i'll have one less reader. no no, absolutely not.)
spent some time looking back on all the photos in my Facebook account. the first few photos that were ever uploaded were the ones i took when i was in the army. and that's like a few years ago-
wait.
it's not even a few years ago. it's more like 1, 2 years ago. that means that when my blog started off, there wasn't even facebook yet. hmm. oh ya, there was friendster. friendster was cool at the beginning but it started to turn lame eversince random non-existant people would be viewing your profile and your comment board would be filled with crap like "hihi! wanna see my *(let your imaginations run wild my pervertic friends)*" anyways, back to the subject. i was just viewing my old photos when i suddenly wondered why i never had any group photos when i was in the polytechnic.
oh ya, that's right. that's because i totally cut myself out from the outside world during that time. i guess i shall share with you guys a little about myself. but before that,
(Disclaimer Notice)The following post
contains a few is full of stuff about the writer. if you are the kind of person who hates to hear about anybody elses' life story except your own, i advise you exit this page and go to some happier place with rainbows and unicorns and dancing fairies.
yeah right. as if you're going to exit this page. it's just like how porn sites have age limits warning and pirated DVD have anti-piracy messages before the film. kind of useless and ironic eh? anyways, hopefully i'll not be too draggy and long winded. just the thought of writing my life story is starting to make me sleepy..
i never was a popular kid to begin with. eversince primary school, i was never one of the "IN" kids. i always belonged to the "rest of the class". not that it was a bad thing. in fact, i was quite happy being where i was. in primary school, i would hang out with this other 2 guys and we would play make-believe and stuff. we were living in our own world. (but later i found out that my crush was just treating me nice because she wanted to get closer with one of my 2 friends because she had a crush on him. so in other words, my crush had a crush on my friend who had a crush on dinosaurs. ouch. but that's a story for another time.)
anyways, moving on.
secondary school was no different. i didn't fit in with the popular kids. i guess when you're a chinese and if your first language of choice is english, you tend to not fit in anywhere. when the chinese kids talked about chinese stuff, i was lost. all i could do was smile and laugh eventhough i had no idea what the hell was going on. i suppose that's how i mastered the art of laughing on cue. hanging out with the non-chinese was no different. they would talk to me in english but when they talked amongst themselves, they would switch back to their mother-tongues. and as usual, cue smile and laughter. but this was different cause they would ask:
"you understand what we saying meh?"
cue awkward moment but soon you adapt and learn to live with what you got. but it was not so bad as secondary school classes were big and if you didn't like one clique, there's always many others for you to fit in.
but it all changed when i entered polytechnic where the classes were as big as one clique...
