9th July 2008.

Today, I should be enlisted into the army.
I should be meeting a new group of friends, eat some canteen food, clean my bunk.

But here I am in Hong Kong....shopping, and eating buffet with my friends.

No, I am not trying to be funny here. I may seem to be enjoying myself, but choosing a different path just means that I have a new set of problems. Just that they are problems I do not want to dicuss it on a public blog.

The life here is already different. I am on my own now. In the past when I was in Hong Kong or Singapore, I might be living independently, but I was still financially dependent on my parents.

Now its different. Now, I have to earn what I had spent myself.

Life is going to be tougher.
But I am going to be tougher than that.

7th July 2008.

I have been meeting out with lots of friends these 2 days.

But sad to say, there are still many people whom I didnt get to meet up before I leave Singapore.

So I have been quite emo for these 2 days too.
So emo I cant tell a good joke.

Thanks for everybody's concern.

And the reason why I decline some offers to send me off because I dont want so many people to see me become a crying pussy in the airport later on.

I remember the day I left Hong Kong for Singapore 14 years ago. I cried and struggle on somebody's shoulders while he/she is carrying me (cant remember who but most probably my father).

Before this, I was very determined to leave this country.
At this moment now, I cant really choose where I want to be already.

SG

I spent 14 years in Singapore, almost 15 now.

And my opinion is...this is a great country.
For the past 14 years, the government has been stable and had done alot in improving the people's standard of living.

The environment is nice, with trees, playgrounds, recreactional parks in many neighbourhoods.

Education system that allow students to learn fundamental and important subjects.

Laksa, Roti prata, Hokkien mee, Kway teow....

And there are many more good things about this country.
Many people thinks that I dont like this country because of some of the things I say.
Thats not really true.
It is just that I have came to realize that although other countries may not be doing as well as SG in terms of economy, there are still many things I can learn from them.
There are still things that I can appreciate.
There are things that that this place dosent have.
There are things I want to experience and see.

Therefore, I am leaving.

Poly.

If secondary school is weird, my poly life in singapore is crazy.

Getting into ad15 is both fun and sad. I will not talk about the sad part.

This is a class filled with the craziest and funniest ideas.

Pranks can be played in any places. From classrooms to lecture halls and the toilet too.

Jokes are told everywhere.

There wasnt a single school day I wasnt laughing my ass off and rolling on floor laughing.

Too bad, it only lasted 3 years.

I got to thank my classmates for letting me laugh my way through the three years of poly life.
I got to continue apologizing for giving the CPTC group many troubles and at the same time thank them for letting me some of the most important lessons in life.
I got to thank the people in year 3 tutorial group for helping in projects and my studies.
I got to thank many lecturers for tolerating my crap in class and at the same time not showing much biasness. Although the remaining few I would like to curse them =). But I am not going to because I don blame any of them for aiming me.

Okay maybe I lied in the previous sentence.

Secondary School

Secondary school is weird.

I typed one long wall of text and I realized that there are just too much to say and so many people to mention.

But here is what I found out...

• I got to know ty much better in secondary school although he is not from prss.
• I got to know rr, wk and many others who were not from my secondary school earlier than my classmates. Maybe thats why I wasnt really close to the sec 1 and 2 bunch....
• I never thought that I could make any good friends from 3e1/4e1...but i did.
• Too much things happened in secondary school, too much friends to mention.
• I have to thank everyone I've met for that 4 years.

Primary school

CAUTION: WALL OF BORING TEXT!!!!!

I started living in Singapore when I was K2. At that time, I stayed at Bedok and the friends that I hang around with was the HK kids in that neighbourhood.

When I was primary one, I moved to Tampines.

But during primary 1 and primary 2, I still hang out with the usual "HK gang" in the old neighbourhood.

Because of geological factors, I didnt get to play with those HK people as often as I can when I was in primary 3. However, there were still occassional swimming meet ups.

And I started to make more friends from church and in school.

Here there are three seniors which I want to mention and thank. I dont really know their names in english so I shall just call them C, D and L.

C and L were the first ones that I met. I knew D at the church. At that time, I was already the naughthy bastard and my results were way below any of the HK people I knew at that time....and even until now I am still the worst. But these three seniors who were way smarter and well behaved than me became the first few good friends that I had. Though I had already lost contact with all of them. I thank them for teaching me valuable lessons in life (L taught me how to cycle, I continue swimming because it was fun playing catching with D after swimming and C taught me how to be street smart).

Soon it was primary 4. I got to know the playground gang more. (WF, daniel, wei qiang, etc....sorry if I missed out many names xD). Those were the times we used to call home telling my mother there was a project....and instead we went to the playground to play.

Then primary 5 and 6 I got to know the people who played the playstation and marbles with me (Jeremy, Chee Hong, Rainer and Joel if I remember correctly).

I thank all these people that made my primary school life intresting and fun.

Not to mention Mrs Tan and Mrs Lee who were good teachers I met in SHPS at that time.

Pack.

I already started packing 2 weeks ago.
Throwing away my CDs, DVDs, games, old computer parts, stationaries, etc.

My room is no longer messy because there is almost nothing left already.
And i even threw away my trophies and medals.
Because I feel that they are not something that are really valuable to me and I am too lazy to bring them back to HK.

My father said that I am going to regret it in the future.
I didnt care much and threw them away.

So on that night when I was sleeping, I had a dream.
Somebody picked my trophies and medals up.
He polished them until they look like new ones.
And he was putting them in his house.

Lol. I don give a shit still.