This blog is dedicated to myself, Cambridge Wong. I don't blog here often, and have neglected it for years. Nevertheless, this is the only place I have ever attempted to log my life. So as long as I can remember that I have a blog, and can bother to visit it, I will try to make an update. Thank you
So I was on my way home last night, and was changing trains from redfern back to Illawarra line, when I got onto the Cronulla train. After getting in, I saw the train was indeed packed (peak hour blah blah), and spied a seat near the doors (middle compartment? Do they have a name for the horizontal seats?) and sat down.
Upon sitting down, this rather pretty asian girl runs in and makes the train, and sat down next to me. At first, I didn't notice her at all, busy listening to my music and just being really bone-tired after a long day of Cityfail transport. But then she kept fidgeting around, looking this way and that, and generally, just from my peripheral vision, being extremely suss.
Then at Sydenham, she got up, rushed to the door, looked out, then sat back down. Then rushed up again, looked out, and started walking back. I stifled a laugh and just continued to listen to my music. But then when she sat down next to me, she asked me if I knew when the train would get to Hurstville.
I replied, "Oh..huh? Umm...Hurstville is 3-4 stops away. You gotta wait past Wolli, Rockdale and Kogarah before Hurstville. But don't worry, I get off at Hurstville too, so I'll just tell you when to get off..."
Then out of nowhere, we had a conversation going on somehow, with her continuously talking and me rather confused and left wondering where my sleep-time had gone. Turns out she lives in Parra, and was having dinner with her mum, who was waiting in Hurstville etc etc...
BUT...my long winded story really eventuates to this: How often have you been on a train ride and actually struck conversation with a stranger? As in, a decent long conversation...not those two lined ones. And for you girls, how often have you been picked up by some stranger? And for any guys reading this, how often have you picked up some stranger? ------------------- Mind you, I didn't get picked up, because if I did, I probably wouldn't be alive right now XD (just think: Capital rage by the gf), but I think I came awfully close to being asked my number, had I not actually mentioned that I wasn't actually single. =O
Is there something more attractive about taken guys? Is there something more attractive about taken girls? (I personally don't think so...)
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I would also like to wish Rainbow the very best of luck during her Trials. Good luck girl! I know you can whoop ass if you try your hardest! =D =D
(In addition, good luck to Kirsty for your chem trial! Prove to me that you paid attention to me during our 1 year of tutoring T_T...I'm kinda counting on you lol)
Quick Update to what's happening (anything that's not HSC that is...I'll leave that post until its all over)
Its just that there's so much shit going on and I want to write it down somewhere -Newcastle uni sent a medical interview letter today. Good, was expecting that letter. Humph. When: Wed Dec 12 At: 10:30am Venue: University of Newcastle
- Any body know when UWS is handing out interviews?!
-Succeeded in getting a job at Kmart. Not just as a x'mas casual, but as a proper casual casual! Whoop whoop. Lol. Did job interview last tuesday, and they called me up on friday. need to go pick up employee package in an hr...lol... GO $20/hr!!!
-I'm waiting for David Jones to call me about my X'mas casual application though...they better get back to me soon...
-Going to leave Australia on 27th January. Spend CNY at Hong Kong. ^__^ But also want to go to China Tour with the other guys....but they're ruddy leaving on the 20th december...right when all the interviews are.
-Watching anime called Clannad. Lol, why am I watching anime during my HSC, gods knows... Well, its a good anime!! XD
-Just realised I need to fill out all those unbonded/bonded/csp crap. Put on need to do list.
Recap Of High School / Saturday, September 29, 2007
Year 6 (Graduation Party)... David Tran, Jaffe Chiu, Frank Jin, Thomas Mak, Nick Levanic, Ahsas Rhanjan and myself. The people from my OC class who had continued their education at Sydney Boys High School. The only thing I remember was coming 2nd last in OC every time we did a test and feeling extremely stupid. That, and how I had introduced the entire 'DragonBall Clap your hands to charge' game which I still hold in remembrance. The Letter... "Congratulations. You have been offered a place... ...at Fort Street High School."
Dot Dot Dot. I remember the initial excitement at knowing that I had actually made a selective school, but only to show up at school to find that everybody had made Sydney High. Then the disappointment set in. Why? It was one of the first few times I felt I had been treated differently, and to this day, the trend continues...
I remember going home and moping about it, the words, "Sydney Boys High School: Reserve A" staring at me endlessly. So I called the BOS, or more accurately, my mum did, just to check where I stood on that reserve list.
30th.
I was 30th on the reserve list, dead last of the Reserve list. Just one place above the guy in Reserve B. I didn't want to go to Fort Street. The open day for Fort Street was scary. In that one open day, I saw prefects handing money and cigarettes, rowdy boys bully each other, and one Yr 9 guy (who seemed massive at the time), who told me he'd "bash me if you got into this school". Naturally, it wasn't the most appealing of places to me.
5 days before high school, I got another letter, telling me I was offered a place to Sydney High because a 30th guy had declined a spot. I was over the moon. But there were so much to do in 5 days before school started. Buying the uniform, filling in application forms. It was all very strange.
And then...it began. Orientation Day. I remember it as being a very weird time. Being a reserve, there were alot of things that were done for others that weren't done for me. To begin with, I wasn't given a timetable, so I had no idea where to go. Everybody was chattering away and I was the only one who seemed completely lost. One teacher came to me and led me away, (I think it must've been one of the deputies, but contextually, I had no idea who) to one class filled with 'Eedy's'. I did not know what 'Eedy's' were, but it was really quite embarrassing to knock and enter some classroom filled with 30 other boys who just stared back at you in your new uniform and the school bag that was different from other people's. What was even more embarrassing was that I replaced another student from that class; that I kicked a person into another house; that that person was one of the friends I knew from primary, Mr Jamie Tao. Things weren't right...
Fitting in... Within that first week, I adapted slowly. I stuck with people I knew, meaning Leslie Wong from North Shore and David Tran from OC were my instant friends. As it were, things seemed quite jolly, with the entire class moving together as a pack to whatever class we were in. At the end of that week, my little group included one Raymond Tran (who seemed quite small back then...) since the middle tables in each room were arranged in 4's. Other people fitted in too, with Stanley Jia and Alfred Sin often joining in our group activities.
But, there was still the labels... I was still the 'reserve', and even though nobody knew that, I always felt different. Getting my train pass and bus pass; I was always the last one to get it. Weeks after everybody else because the school still hadn't registered my name in all its records. Little things here and there just like that always reminded me that I was lucky to be in this school; that I was less intelligent then the rest and I had to somehow make up for it.
That feeling continued in the recurring years at High, when I'd still be the last one to get my train pass and bus pass...all the way until Year 10.
Friends and Enemies through the years... Its silly really, when I look back, at all the people I had marked as 'potential enemies' and people I would avoid contact with if possible. Its funny too, how the same people tried to befriend me and how I eventually, while not entirely liking them, did not give them the same shit other people did. However, people like Alim pissed me off constantly and incessantly; always sucking up to people he wanted to 'protect' him while teasing other people at the same time. I hated how he had bullied my friend Ahsas out of the school; and prevented 5 years of contact with him.
Those were the negatives. The positives would be the friends I'd eventually make. In Year 8, I met Matthew Sin for the first time. Boy, things seemed different. Maybe it was because everybody else seemed so small and pudgy compared to me back then... But he's still the same way today and I hold him in high esteem when it comes to talking about my best mates. If he were to ever ask me about something, I would not hesitate in telling him the truth (one of the only people I'd ever tell the truth to). Near the end of Year 8, I met Geoffrey Zhang. And it wasn't the best of meetings either. Haha... I first heard of Geoffrey when I saw Leslie, David and Raymond all getting invitations to a bowling party for Geoff; and when I saw the multitude of brethren who had received an invite, I was slightly pissed that I didn't. Remarkably, things eventually turned around when I found out that he was a fellow anime watcher (OTAKU!!!! HELL YEA!) like me, and there was an instant connection, albeit a slightly weird one. During Year 9, I would read his Love Hina Manga during recess and lunch while everybody else had to pay him for that same honour. Quite exciting, lol, borrowing cartoon books with almost nude chicks from a fat and wide guy who had bowl cut hair. Hahaha...Oh how the times have changed. But I would say we really connected in Year 10 in Ms Ward's maths class, during our many 'make her laugh classes', in between me teaching Gman maths and him teaching me the wonders of the PSP. (I can still remember the square game that I had triumphed over him by). To this very day, he's one of my best friends I'd hate to lose. You know what? I'd always remember him as being that 'taiwanese singer-guy who pimps alot of chicks even though he'd never tell you about'. Did you know he's had like....4,5 relationships!? zOMGskies!!! And then there was Richard Yang. It was quite wonderful. Brewer's class for Geo, and Ockert's class for commerce. I don't remember how exactly it was that I met Richard. But it'd probably be accounted for in the train rides we took together every single morning. The group of about 8 guys who took the train together, the times we decided for 'our train' had changed as we progressed through the years. 'Take the 7:41 express!' in Year 7. 'Take the 7:46 limited stops' in Year 8 before 'Take the 7:58 express!' in Year 9's and 10. Those times were fun. Back from the sidetrack, Yang has really contributed to my school life. I'd say he was the only guy who I talked about our careers with (in year 8 LOL), and whatever programs we were involved in, we'd tell each other. (YAA for eg...) I owe him a lot.
There are still countless other people I've met throughout my years at high, and I wouldn't be able to talk about every single one of them. But I can still proudly say that I feel special bonds with all those in my Basketball team; that it was my honour in captaining you men. Richard Miao, Albert Wang, David Hu, Wei Zhuang etc.... And to the other people that have made my life at High enjoyable, so kudos to Ian Tran, Milton Wong and Terry Ly. Each and everyone of you I feel a special attachment to; and I just want to let you guys know that I appreciate it all. Thankyou.
The Subjects... Year 7 Maths, Science, English, Latin,French,Greek,German,VA,DT,Music Year 8 Picked Chinese, dropped German and Latin and Greek. Year 9 Picked Commerce, dropped French, VA, DT, Music Year 10 Picked Drama Year 11 Picked Economics, Physics, Chemistry. Dropped Drama. Year 12 Dropped Economics. Result? Predicted UAI: 98. I felt I've given my education my best shot; a significant improvement to what I had entered the school with. Graduation... I'd like to talk about Graduation. But I just can't. It still hasn't sunk in yet, but then again, I've never felt any attachment to the school. Like I've said to all my friends, none to the school, all to my friends.
Here, I'll tell you a story about my last day at High School. It was end of 5th period, and I had no 6th. So I wanted to go home. I saw Raymond Tran on my way down to the High Store towards Cleveland; took a photo of him before waving him goodbye. I then decided to go to the basketball courts, where moments later Leslie Wong appeared and we had our little chat. For some reason, he was leaving as well, so we decided to leave together. We both looked up at the great hall from where we stood, and lo and behold, we saw David Tran with his signature folder looking at us and asked, "ARE YOU GUYS LEAVING?!"
We laughed at all this, and we were at the Carpark when Raymond caught up with us and said, "Hey, I'm leaving too!" What struck me was that it was like fate had strung us 4 together, the "Original 4" and that we had arrived together at this school, and now we were leaving school together. It was just a joyful moment that can't possibly be described in words; an epic totalness which somehow epitomised our achievements together in High School; how we have grown and the things we have endured and experienced in our years at High. We were all very different to the 'us' who had arrived together in Year 7, but somehow, there was still a bit of that same 'us' I can still see when I look at us 4.
(Thanks to Jaffe who took this photo for me when he walked past. In order from left to right: David TRAN. Raymond TRAN. Cambridge WONG. Leslie WONG.)
I want to also thank you to all you blog readers of mine. You all mean something great to me; and this is directed to those of you who tag; and to those of you who I know do not. =P I won't mention your names, you know who you are. ;)
I'm going to be on hiatus now until the HSC is over. I know I can do it. I'll be checking my email twice a week and that will be it since I'm planning on shutting down my computer until HSC is over. I know I can do this.
So good luck to everyone! Minna san, Gambatte! I'll catch up with you guys once its all over. And one last thing, if you people want those pictures we took together at the lowers, they're all in my photobucket. Just click September and scroll. I havn't uploaded everything yet, but it should be up for your scabbing.
It makes me really sad, because now that year 12 is over, so is Project 07. The original project I adopted off Jess whose aim was to 'take a photo everyday for each day of Year 12'. Its been really great. Let's all have a blast!
Gosh...I wish things were like they were 2 years ago...
Man...so long ago. When I was still in Year 10 and with my tutoring group. Lol, the first time I was learning 4U maths....geez, I'm still smiling about it right now. Back then it was awesome, ping pong every break, playing mafia...those were good times.
Even better was the fact that all the girls were all hilarious and really special. The best thing of all was that I was the only guy =D
Clearly, small clips such as this one indicate the sort've fun tutoring brought every sunday morning...
My current group is so boring its depressing... T___T
Duke of Ed. Camp tomorrow...reminds me of my scouting days... should pack now!
Now, to safely assure you out there that YES, bullying sadly exists, I will dedicate this post to the violence that happens on a day-to-day basis at Sydney High. (Footnote: this is not what happens on a day-to-day basis at Sydney High. Anything said in the first half of this post may be regarded as untrue and until further clarified, can be seen simply as bullshit.)
Remember Moussa? School Captain? 1st Grade Basketball? Admired by all? You may remember him from short clips such as "Math's fight", "School Assembly" or "Sydney High Mixtape #3", and he sure is popular in our school.
Well, I can just contradict all that with this simple, sweet (yet short) footage of him getting owned in the nuts. Sadly, it seems some moron actually read my blog and took it seriously. Took it upon himself to test out Rule Number 20 (see post below) on the school captain. Ouch! And sadly, Moussa also proved that lebanese people run like women if they get groined. Not the legendary 'let's pick up my cell fone and I'll have all my broz on joo!' concept.
MYTH BUSTED!!
Enjoy!
And moving on to another ethnic minority in our grade. Japanese people. I'm well aware to all the girls that may be reading my blog that this may offend you in some way, but fear not! He is indeed a guy, don't be fooled by his long hair. And yes, he does look like a woman. For some unknown reason, it seems if you do not find the right crowd to hang out with on a school bus to Central station, certain events will happen to you.
There were some more videos, but they do not relate to this topic whatsoever, so I will not go there. I will instead make a passing paragraph as to what those videos were about, and if requested, I will post them up. They are of: -Gman playing Beatmania on his PSP -William Shen raving in the Senior Study -Matty zai~ trying to study for his English Speech, but failing to do so... -Me showing off MY BRAND NEW IPOD VIDEO!!!! (I was threatened if I did indeed attempt to show off, I will be bashed, and as I won't contradict the moral of this story, I will not do so. I will NOT brag about how AWESOME I THINK IT IS, nor about its TOTALLY AWESOME specs, and is a foregone conclusion that I will not endorse any further Ipod products by blogging the video of me doing nifty things with my BRAND NEW ipod.)
