Thursday, March 5, 2009

Memory Lane

I was listening to Jay Brannan's Soda Shop and it made me feel so nostalgic. I seem to speak of my past like it was a bad thing. Maybe, I do want some attention from it but then again, my past wasn't that bad.

High School Year

New Girl

Whenever there was a new girl in class, most boys' reaction was to either bully her or just make fun of her in any ways possible. Mine was to get to know her and if I like her, I'd stick to her until some older class guys take her away from me. And as natural as most girls are in high school, they like the seniors better. I was not much of a jock back in high school. In fact, I was a fat kid who always gets bullied but for some weird reasons, I always managed to make friends with girls.

Proms

I think that part of me still lives on. School parties, uni parties, proms or college parties, to me, is for dancing. People use these parties as an excuse to have sex, go for girls or do some weird frat shit. I have always been up for dancing and I guess, pathetically, I'm still in it for dancing. Last uni party I went to, I ended up dancing til it ended.

Teachers

I have always been a teacher's pet. I love being loved by them and I love giving them so much attention in the class. It's not to get an A plus but just to get good remarks out of them. And I also love the fact that getting A plus makes them happy and go all 'you did it again, Hein'.

College Year
Music

I still feel pretty good that I'm still the campfire whore til the present day. I love being taken to places with my guitar and my friends would just sing and sing while I play and play whilst looking for the right chords to transit. During my college years, weekly, me and my Burmese friends would go to this reservoir and just sing Burmese songs.
Class Clown

I've begun to accept everything in life as a humor and I'd find any reasons to laugh about anything. I think it was also because my dad died during my stay in Singapore. That was when I promised myself I would not cry or be sad about anything which is NOT as tragic as my dad's death. So, I've begun to practise optimism and humor since then though it kinda changed to cynical sarcastic remarks humor now a days. Still, it makes people laugh and that's all that matters.


For whatever's the worth of my past, I think anything that has happened in the past makes me what I am now and I'm glad that I've been through a lot in life. If I could do them all over again, I would. There's nothing better than being able to learn stuffs and smile at your past for being not as perfect as we all dream it to be when we were young.

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