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Sunday, May 10, 2009 | 6:54 pm

Ah sometimes when you just stand/sit at one corner and do nothing, past memories will suddenly come back to you, and you're like,'Hey, that happened to me before?' Today's one was soooooo way back. Way back like til primary 2??? Yeah, cause that's the time I met Jan anyway. The lamest way to meet someone:hitting someone on the head with a badminton racket. Ahhh, guess I shouldn't have played that near the back gate. Must have been the suggestion of my friend. =X

Anyways, since I'm sucha kind person and I've mainly been writing erm...funny stuff about others but not funny to the particular person...so today write about myself for a change. It's like I give, you people take, you people give...Wait, you people never gave.

So erm, quite a short story but embarrassing. You know when a guy likes a girl, they sometimes like to brag about stuff they can do better to impress? I know I brag a lot in school, but that does not count. What I meant was bragging something that you never bragged before to anyone else. Kind of like a unique thing...My bragging is a daily affair. Anyways, so I told Jan that I ran first in a 4 round around the track race. But later to my horror, during the 2nd running event, I went in last. Ahhh, that left me so red-faced. Next time when bragging, make sure that the competitors of both race are the same. Worse still, she came to me and asked me how come I came in last when I told her I was first before. Double whack to the face. Guess that's when I hated running, be a goalie at football...stand at the goalpost, do nothing...Thinking about it sucks, writing about it sucks even more, revealing it to *you people* makes it the more worse. I'm sure I'll be laughed at for this. Nvm, I'm just too kind.

Still remember back in P5, I almost got a near 20 grade out of 100 for science. It's not that I suck in Science, it's that I...erm, made a careless mistake. In the MCQ, must have been bored from shading, from question, maybe 10, I shaded the answer for qns 11 on qns 10 and so on. So all the other answers I shaded after question 10 were wrong, but most of them were right on my answer script. Thank god the teacher was so kind and marked my exam script instead of the OMS sheet. Or else...dunno how to go back home. I was sitting beside Jan that time too. First with the running incident then with this Science crap, ahhh damn it. My grades were always lower than hers too. It was like chasing after her in terms of grades and love, but after PSLE, I never looked back and just sort of kicked her out of my head. Felt damn good too. Most of my experiences with her were humiliations anyway. And now, I could look down upon you people and laugh hahahahahaha. Even though my grades are still dropping...

...Damn.

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