fight and...what look look?
Oh yeah...free day...so slack like hell...muahahz...lets flunk mid year...anyway that's juz crap...so sad..now no more Gundam Seed...last episode was last week..fortunately i got to watch it...damn touching..so nice...some sort of war anime...so cool....
today i wanna write about fighting....yeah..not that i was involved in one before but anywayz...let me write about some of my past childhood...
Last time when I was still a kid...i was also pretty inactive one...won't really talk...so maybe people thought i'm the shy shy soft soft type...well hell no...that statement was and is wrong...okay...lets stop digressing...so there was this particular day when my family andn I visited my grandparents...that time i think I was still small..perhaps about 4-5 yrs old...anyway..my cousin from malaysia was there too...and at my grandparents house there were always toys in which i was interested in...so actually, like what you people might have guessed...I fought over this toy with that cousin of mine... so then it was like being said that i actually had punch him and his nose bled or something...not that i can really recall...that was like 10 yrs ago...so yar..i didn't really know that i could get really violent and i wonder whether i am still violent now...hmm perhaps I shuld try beating some people up...haahz..anyways..i wouldn't fight lar...unless its really desperate and like the last resort type of situation....
then it led me on to remember about another type of 'fight'...this one took place at about when i was primary 1 or 2..i cant remember...there was this chinese guy who sat with me at the back corner of the class..and everytime he sort of dared me to fight with him...i just ignored him at first...fight? for nothing...what kinda crap is that? i think he was in martial arts class and I guess he wants to brag about his power or something...anyway then one day he raised his leg and tried to kick me...then i just stood and hold his leg to prevent it from touching me..then he couldn't do anything...he got only one footing on the ground and the other was in my hands...he was kinda stuck and then he couldn't stand it cuz there was no way he could retaliate...what stupid act...i think he havent learnt how to raect to that type of circumstances....haahaz..its kinda funny when i think back...hahaz..weird childhood i have..nevertheless it was interesting...
now i'm starting to recall on this teacher..to be specific the discipline master...there was this particular time..again it was when i was in p1 or p2...the teacher wasn't in class and i was caught making noise in class...then i actually got caned by him...ouch..what the hell...ok lar...i know its my fault...anyway it wasn't really severe i think... not that the pain lasted long...anyway before i graduated whaen i was in p5 or p6...he passed away...he was respected by many and actually i received news that he was actually a good and effective teacher...and was well-liked by his students..i have nothing against him but i always remember him by the first teacher who caned me...after that no more teacher had caned me up till now...hahaz... :)
one more thing i wanna touch one..actaully it had happened for quite a while... and i still cant find sort of...an answer...the thing that sometimes bother me is how people actually look at me...their eyes..i dunno what i can derive from those looks...they seem to be the same but each time i look into their eyes i cant figure out what they are thinking about..its not the one look type...its like they will look at me for quite a while..as if i reminded them of someone they know...i dunno...then juz now...i was walking in my vicinity..i was wearing my class b.ball jersey...and people like look at me as if i was wearing something inappropiate...doesn't mean i'm malay i cant wear b.ball jersey right...yar..i know got chinese characters on it but so...what? aiyo....weird...
before i end off...wanna say HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRO!!!!!...he's more cute now...i find him rather adorable...hahaz.. :)
::: There's no morality in war :::
today i wanna write about fighting....yeah..not that i was involved in one before but anywayz...let me write about some of my past childhood...
Last time when I was still a kid...i was also pretty inactive one...won't really talk...so maybe people thought i'm the shy shy soft soft type...well hell no...that statement was and is wrong...okay...lets stop digressing...so there was this particular day when my family andn I visited my grandparents...that time i think I was still small..perhaps about 4-5 yrs old...anyway..my cousin from malaysia was there too...and at my grandparents house there were always toys in which i was interested in...so actually, like what you people might have guessed...I fought over this toy with that cousin of mine... so then it was like being said that i actually had punch him and his nose bled or something...not that i can really recall...that was like 10 yrs ago...so yar..i didn't really know that i could get really violent and i wonder whether i am still violent now...hmm perhaps I shuld try beating some people up...haahz..anyways..i wouldn't fight lar...unless its really desperate and like the last resort type of situation....
then it led me on to remember about another type of 'fight'...this one took place at about when i was primary 1 or 2..i cant remember...there was this chinese guy who sat with me at the back corner of the class..and everytime he sort of dared me to fight with him...i just ignored him at first...fight? for nothing...what kinda crap is that? i think he was in martial arts class and I guess he wants to brag about his power or something...anyway then one day he raised his leg and tried to kick me...then i just stood and hold his leg to prevent it from touching me..then he couldn't do anything...he got only one footing on the ground and the other was in my hands...he was kinda stuck and then he couldn't stand it cuz there was no way he could retaliate...what stupid act...i think he havent learnt how to raect to that type of circumstances....haahaz..its kinda funny when i think back...hahaz..weird childhood i have..nevertheless it was interesting...
now i'm starting to recall on this teacher..to be specific the discipline master...there was this particular time..again it was when i was in p1 or p2...the teacher wasn't in class and i was caught making noise in class...then i actually got caned by him...ouch..what the hell...ok lar...i know its my fault...anyway it wasn't really severe i think... not that the pain lasted long...anyway before i graduated whaen i was in p5 or p6...he passed away...he was respected by many and actually i received news that he was actually a good and effective teacher...and was well-liked by his students..i have nothing against him but i always remember him by the first teacher who caned me...after that no more teacher had caned me up till now...hahaz... :)
one more thing i wanna touch one..actaully it had happened for quite a while... and i still cant find sort of...an answer...the thing that sometimes bother me is how people actually look at me...their eyes..i dunno what i can derive from those looks...they seem to be the same but each time i look into their eyes i cant figure out what they are thinking about..its not the one look type...its like they will look at me for quite a while..as if i reminded them of someone they know...i dunno...then juz now...i was walking in my vicinity..i was wearing my class b.ball jersey...and people like look at me as if i was wearing something inappropiate...doesn't mean i'm malay i cant wear b.ball jersey right...yar..i know got chinese characters on it but so...what? aiyo....weird...
before i end off...wanna say HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRO!!!!!...he's more cute now...i find him rather adorable...hahaz.. :)
::: There's no morality in war :::