reminisce

mom started to tell stories of our childhood.
how my lil bro was a little troublemaker.
how my lil sis was a crybabay.
how my youngest bro was the most mom-dependent.
how i was a model brat.

i obeyed everything what any authoritative figures told me.
mom said, "masuk kelas". i sat in my chair listening to teacher obediently.
mom said, "jangan gaduh kat sekolah". i never fight back.
dad said, "jangan menangis". i never cry about it since then.
teacher said, "you should enter the quiz. you have potential".
pe teacher said, "masuk tenis"....
ok i lied about that one. it's actually badminton but tennis would sound more awesome.
hey. i do play tennis and quite half-good at it.


and never a rebellious moment.
well, considering i went into hell boarding school.


no way... i did rebel...
all those fence climbing. i did break into the staff room just to play games. cracked the public computers into gaming machine, hence converting the foyer into cyber cafe. broke into warden office and brought back all those confiscated things. view porn just for the sake of it.

what was i thinking?

point is, how things can change.
or just being pointless.




and yeah. selamat hari raya.
won't be seeing you in a while diachan. (balik kampung! ^_^)

1 more thing worth reminiscing,
how i used to enjoy raya... time does fly by with all the joy and fun.