農夫啲歌 makes me smile XD / Thursday, June 18, 2009
第一次擘大眼睇個世界嗰時
Daddy媽咪話做人唔容易
第一次學行跌左唔止一次
學123去到學ABC
啲考試每次都臨急至溫書
啲同學每個都曾經暗戀Missy
嗰時仲未知粒粒皆辛苦係一回乜嘢事
啲功課一係就抄一係唔交
Miss一係就鬧一係唔教
讀書為左識字為左沙紙定係為左我老媽子
嗰晚 放榜前一晚 三點三十分都未訓
聽日有三分定係有十分
淨係知道有不同嘅學歷 有不同嘅人生 諗
攬住個枕頭 諗
揸住呢個分數 點樣面對老豆
即刻捐入被竇 冚 大被冚過頭
原來諗得多過頭
十九轉眼變左廿九
髮線開始向後 準備三十出頭
浮浮沉沉嚟冇份工做得長久
尋尋覓覓嘅女朋友終於分手
好多新朋友 喺街頭重遇舊朋友 唔知點樣問候
收到新朋友嘅喜訊
轉個頭 收到舊朋友嘅死訊
人生無常從來唔係幾信
一啖一啖酒灌落心頭
聽朝又八點九
一步一步走嘅一個一個年頭
為左走去盡頭
一粒一粒都係辛苦嘅 嗰日終於接受
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幾千里長路, 天天有難度...
農夫啲歌 makes me smile XDLabels: humour, literature, school, thoughts
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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!
Thnx fr the mmrs...
Labels: bitching, blog, celebrations, Friends, memories, rant, school, stories, Travel
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Graduation / Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Guess what?
I graduated today. =)
Labels: school
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Youth Off the Streets / Friday, September 21, 2007
Spent the entire day getting rejected by people and getting cash of people. Think I collected about $140 near the end of the day so that's pretty good. =]
So while Sydney Girls had a whole 'stack' of fun (<--human pyramid. Stack. Get it!?), the guys spent the day in the cold, being 'asian'. I guess it all makes sense. =D
I will list highlights of people that stood out today.
-Asian Man who donated a $20 because that was the smallest note he had in his wallet of green and yellow notes.
-Some old guy who spent time asking me if I played Rugby, and after blatantly lying to him about rugby (I actually don't know shit about rugby), he donated a $10. Just goes to show, doesn't it?
-Some retard guy who just walked over to me during my break, stuffed his rubbish in my collecting box, while I just stood there gobsmacked, and walked over, bent down and untied my shoelace and walked off. I just stood there astounded! WHAT THE FUCK MAN!? YOU DON"T HAVE TO DONATE!? I DIDN"T EVEN ASK YOU!!! I got so pissed I chased him and asked him if he knew why he was still a single virgin at 40. He had that same gobsmacked face I had and then he proceeded to scream at me. I stood there taking it all in smiling, and when he was done, he stomped off, with me smiling knowingly that he doesn't know that I had stuffed his bag full of rubbish when I was behind him. I may have gotten punked, but at least I had my revenge.
-Some guy who I asked to donate. He reached into his pocket, dropped a couple of dollars worth of coins on the street, then walked off saying, "there it is. Go get it". Stooge.
-The hot white England Chicks who were some other charity. Had a good time chatting them up, until that stupid advertising gimmick guy with the loudspeaker came over and stole my thunder. Jeez. She was like 23?! and you're balding with white hair! zOmgskies. Bet its coz I'm asian and you're jealous that I can score a white chick that you have to start using your loudspeaker to get her attention.
-The 'free Burma" protesters. I went up to them and asked, "who's Burma?" when they stared at me and replied, "Burma's a country." I was like, "oh..." before I said, "Can I join your protest? =D" I got a free sign that says, "FREE BURMA!!!! FREE BURMA!!!"
-Bought Miao Meow's card and will sign it with the other guys at Dr Du tmr.
2nd last day of 'school' and it was chat-astic. (Although in hindsight it wasn't that bad. Quite fun. Just a lot of stooges and not enough nice people. But at least I did pretty well for a guy with a broken bucket. =D )
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UMAT SCORES!!
Haha, I stooged it with 182. XD Hell yeah!
Labels: blog, charity, medicine, rant, school
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Pride / Friday, September 14, 2007
I have zero school pride. It's strange really, when I'm so focussed on creating memories through any media format. I think I connect with the people in my life, rather than the circumstances that arranged my perchance meetings with those special people.
It confuses me, sometimes, when people chant vehemently their school name continuously with pride in their voices, and I just feel absent and disjointed when amongst the crowd, no matter how minute, who are all screaming, "HIGH! HIGH! HIGH!"
Sure, if its a game, I'll support my own team, but when I thought about it, I would only support it fully if the team in question actually had a person I knew and connected with. If it were to be filled with randoms, then I'd probably lose all my enthusiasm towards watching the game.
This analogy I can probably extend to almost anything else that is a location in my life. My primary school, my suburb, my high school, heck; I'd go even as far as say I'm also unpatriotic in that I don't really have 'Aussie pride'. Not that I'd deliberately go out of my way and protest against my own country, but rather my feelings towards this country would probably be equivalent to my feelings towards China and Britain. (I do however, have a distaste for America. Canada ftw!)
Now, don't get me started with shit about 'azn pride', because truthfully, I'd rather not. I detest people who swing those words so idly into my face, "Where'z your azn pride, my chigga?!" I know I'd probably just smile at you and make some random crack joke in return, but honestly, inside, its hollow again. Especially since I came to Australia when I was 3, I can't exactly pinpoint what you mean when you tell me you have 'azn pride'. Furthermore, the fact that I've been here since I was that young and that I've probably retained a larger sense of my own cultural heritage/fads/fashion sense than aforementioned annoyance would only reinforce my argument. Please, if you're not 'fob' (<-- another example of annoying ignorance), then don't arbitrarily call people that unless its a sign of affection. --- Onto another subject of school ranks? I know my blog readers would rather avoid reading school related marks, so just ignore the rest of this post if you will. Just that I'd rather write this down in my blog rather than forget later on.
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Trial results and ranks if known:English Adv: Paper 1: 38/55. 210 studentsEnglish Adv: Paper 2: 48/60. 210 studentsEnglish Extension: 45/50, 2nd. 45 students.Maths 4U: 36th. 122 students. (<--no comment)Maths 3U: 62th. 180 students.(<--no comment)Physics: 39th. 128 students.Chemistry: 47th. 108 students.projected UAI: 97-98?Really really really need to king my interview now... I've failed 2/2 interviews atm, so please please let me do well in this one.Labels: exams, medicine, rant, school, stress
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Genes For Jeans Day / Monday, August 6, 2007
This post will be wholly dedicated to Genes For Jeans Day, or as I might say, the day my camera ran out of batteries.
Well, actually, this post will be dedicated to photos of Gman, since he's the one that burned the rest of my battery with these pictures.
(Geez...I hate my right eyelid..)Genes for Jeans Day. What a great day~
I wore One long pair of jeans. One 3/4 leg pair of jeans on top. One denim shirt. One denim jacket on top. And Denim Chucks (Which I stole of Jims....mm...converse...)
I was lyk....demin-ised~
FUN!
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Labels: Friends, pictures, school
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~ Interviews + Chocolate Selling ~ / Friday, June 22, 2007
A late happy birthday to Victor (sent him a sms y'day anyway) so he knows XD
Just a quick post to update things
-English sucked...not bad, but not good. Wrote 7.5 pages
-Chocolate selling has been a success, with me being $23 off breakeven now. I need to thank all the juniors in my school who just can't help but help giving me cash to feed their fat prepubescent bodies. Also need to thank Sydney Girls for their generous help in unloading the extra chocolate I have. I'm extremely grateful they didn't eat me alive, only ripping my box to bits. Note to self: Sell the snakes/dinosaurs/freddos to the guys. Sell Cadbury Crunchies to girls. Always smile and look like you know something they don't and the girls will definitely buy something off you. Remember to target girls sitting down in groups because Peer pressure works. If one buys, they'll be another who buys. Then after the others will borrow money just to buy, ending in a chaotic rush at my box and incessant noise, "Do you have this? Do you have that? Is your hair real?"
Was quite annoyed today when not 1, not 2 but 3 girls came up to me and touched my hair, then said, "omg! Its reeaaallll! I thought it was a wig!" I was gobsmacked and mortified at wig idea.
- Changed my jersey naammmee! woot.. Lol, best jersey name I heard today was Darcy's jersey name: Mr. Darcy (et tu, girls?)
- Got an interview from UTS about their co-op BaCC program of accounting.
- Just got off the phone with a spokesman from PWC giving me an interview for their cadetship accounting.
- Need to do ext. english now for monday.
- Also need to hand in my medicine application form to office.
Mood: My mouth exploded from smiling. Don't feel like chocolate.
Music: Christina Aguillera - Candyman (how ironic...)
Labels: birthdays, exams, HSC, medicine, school
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~ Memorable Event ~ / Saturday, March 31, 2007
HOTR: Head Of the River
What can I write about today?
Spammed crazy to Hurstville station to get picked up by Geoff. Er...spammed crazy to pick up Kat, only to wait upon Mr. Zhang's leisure when he decided to hop off and dissapear on a crazy man-hunt for his missus.
Meanwhile, Ray and Kat had a very intimate time decorating Geoffrey's car (such a heart-warming scene...awww...), while I, being the retard that I am, decided to use this time to do 4U maths (Volumes, anyone?)
So off we went, to Stratty, the so called meet up point where we came across many a Sydney Boy all loitering on top of Strathfield Plaza. Must've been scary if you were an outsider, the parking lot full of asians in uniform in Red P's. A recipe for fatal-crashes right?
And after deciding upon who's leading, who's gonna lag, who's going to detour, we all decided to leave. Everyone left, except for us. Why? Well, for the simple reason that Rano, that insect, decided to show up in casual and then decided he'd look better in uniform like the rest of us, leaving us to wait for him to return to the car.
There you go. Male Vanity. We made sure he looked good and smart when he came back when we welcomed him back with knuckle sandwiches.
Geoff and Ray had a very fun time deciding how Geoff's GPS worked, and after passing a bajillion buses carrying private school kids, we decided that a detour was the way to go.
We arrived there before anybody else though, surprisingly enough. Found a neato parking space and only had to walk about....x km just to reach our stand. Lol, our stand was like...at the edge, like somebody suddenly remembered our school was part of the GPS. I rofl...
Everybody soon arrived (everybody as in just the year 12's and the enthusiastic juniors...) and we began wondering if we'd actually not come last in any of the races.
Sadly, when the races began, our chants and rants were just repetitions of the school song and alot of other profanities. "Grammar takes it up the arse.." so to speak.
We did however, come 3rd last in one the races, and 2nd last in one of the other races. It's too bad I don't understand rowing, so I can't really say which race was which. (1st 8 came last...1st 4...2nd 4 etc...the only time I'm so confused about numbers)
I do however, remember a great deal of soft drinks and snacks that we burrowed a hole through, and also a great deal of gaming through E-yan's PSP. DRAGONBALL SHIN BUDOKAI 2 FTW!!!
I really regret forgetting to bring my camera, but oh well...hopefully I won't forget on Monday (the carnival!!)
Geoff dumped Ray and Kat at Parra (hmm..), dropped me, Ian and Rano off while he drove off with Carmen (hmm...).
See...this is how it felt in Gman's car.
Carmen+ Geoff
Me
Ray+Kat
Me and Ian had a little discussion and when we were at Plaza we decided to assert ourselves so not to be isolated in the world of happy couples.
(Carmen holding hands with Geoff)
(Ian and Me just walking behind them)
(Ray holding hands with Kat)
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After asserting ourselves...
(Geoff holding hands with Carmen)
(Ian holding hands with me)
(Ray holding hands with Kat)
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I lol at the randomness of the world.
Labels: Friends, holidays, school, sport
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~ Mufti Day~ / Friday, March 23, 2007
Mufti Day is cool.
Theme: Pirates and Ninja's
Don't want to post, so will post some pics
Here we have the groupie of ninja's and pirates!
(How very cool!!)
Technically, I told everyone if you're not dressed as a ninja or a pirate, you come as a fob.
It seems like I'm the only person who did come as a fob...
I will now laundry list people. Sameer as the terrorist Ninja. Richie as that ninja guy from DoA. Nuugi as a conventional pirate with a Jack Sparrow Hat. Sam as some sort of gypsy. Gman as some normal pirate (either that or he's dressed as a korean). There's also Ray in his solid snake? costume? W/e, to me, he looks like Rambo with Diana's sword. I can't believe Diana made that sword!? I didn't know Year 7/8's in Sydney Girls had woodworks!
(Stab me. I couldn't resist but join in with the cosplayers)
(See how popular Converse is amongst guys! Told you fools that fobs wear converse...)
(Yes. I love Mt's hat thingo...)
Oh yea, tomorrow's the last basketball game in my high school life.
8th grade plays at 8am, same with 4th grade.
My team plays at 9am. Will stick around to support 1sts..
Can't believe its coming to an end...all that fun I had.
Oh well, will make sure I film it all!
I mean, we ARE undefeated this season.
Se7enth grade for the win!!
Watch us kick Grammar's bum tomorrow!!
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