High School life...

Advanced Manufacturing Technology - This is the subject im gonna be take in exam.. in like... 72 hours... but i still have time for blogging.. hurray!! All thanks to my not-so-glorified friend who came by the name 'nothing'... well he thought its cute.. no where there man.. no where there... and another friend who is kinda shy... boon..... dun la so shy... step up.. walk like u own the world... Life had been challenging i should say, and being a bananaman doesnt really help... Grown up in a Banana Society, my friends around me all doesnt recognise chinese characters.. for some time i thought - hey its cool.. im OCBC (Orang Cina Bukan Cina) but its not funny now... Well i cant make decisions when i was only 7.. i cant choose to go chinese primary school.. if i could i would.... i would actually prefer Co-ed instead of all boys... i thought things may change when i got into secondary.. but once and again i went to the so-called primier school by the name of English College (Maktab Sultan Abu Bakar).... hey it sounds a lot cooler than Sekolah Menengah bla bla.. no offense to those who went to one... but then.. its an all boys school... Its there where my life actually begins... I got to know my asshole buddies (im allowed to curse once in a while). These awesomely hot (self proclaimed) boys made my high school life interesting... We did lots and lots of stupid stuffs, e.g. trying to pluck each other's balls, or nipple pinching... damn if there were girls in my school, that would be a sight... Form 3 Dinamik; thats an unforgettable year, for i was the centre of joke; being the joke itself... There were biawak spotting incident, Boomerang dissapearing incident, and lost some very idiotic bet on football and have to say 'i love you' to one of the girls in the tuition... Form 4 Etika a year of agony and actions; actions such as Jason Lim bullying incident and many more.... Oh before i forget.. i actually left EC for like 3 months, to Sport School in Bandar Penawar and Bukit Jalil for intensive trainings, but the prodigal son returns.... A Kawanku member never leaves the group.. haha, Form 4 is the year i first... for the first time in my life i had a crush on this girl... and damn she is so my type.. i dont know but she makes my 'small deer simply crash' ( chinese idioms ), She is sporty... i had a thing for sporty girl, she seems so high up there, and untouchable, like she is the princess and i am the poor man.... (she became my girl 2 years later... for further details in future posts) hahahahz... okie enough of my little boy's crush and move on to the Form 5 Dinamik... not much action that year due to SPM.... but still.. lots of jokes and 'legendary' acts by myself and my buddies... Kawankus for life!!!.. oh yea, Kawanku is the name of our group, originated from the Maybank Kawanku, but only we are better... but that was the time of my life, humiliated? yes... but who cares... i enjoyed it... Opposite sex explosure is not what we are used to, so tuition time is the only time we could actually talk to other girls, but i didnt... i dont know why but i didnt... So my high school years flew by with all 'light sabre' dudes...