A recent chat with Rohasliza reminded me that P5 i was in the same malay class as Nastassia. Weird huh? Ingat P1 before P5. Anyway, I realised i dont contact my friends from Primary school when i'm in Secondary School. With a few exceptions like Benny Iskandar [and gang. Same school as me] -haha.. The smarter ones which i have mingled with, i was in em1 before, i lost all contact. Even close friends like Helmi, Fauzie, Amiruddin [the Pahlawan Putih group.] When i met Helmi on friendster it seems odd pasal dah lamer tak berbual. I suspected a few reasons why.
My terrible PSLE grades. Well not all that terrible ah. The worst part would be the secondary school i was posted to. East Spring Secondary. [i still blame my mom for that option even though it's the 6th. Blardy. Get all worked up when i think about it again.] Naturally i felt left out and shite. My Primary 6 classmates [Den and Iman] got in to "good schools" [Dunman and Ngee Ann respectively] and so did most of my p5 friends. I would say i got much of my insanity from people like Den but after entering DSS hidung tinggi mencakar langit. During in Secondary School was only when i learnt to enjoy learning. [Its really fun. heh] My grades gradually improved and i say i did well for my o's even with all the influence that was around me [expected like to repeat or somthng]. Then i realise it's pretty darn intimidating that most of my mentioned friends went to JC. I know it doesnt mean anything but still it's intimidating. Then it hit me i have always been pertengahan. Middle. In between. Seriously, i think i could have made it to RJC if i wanted to. Of after PSLE i go in to those "good schools". The only thing that voided this option is my involvement with those of higher academic grades and lower ones too. Benny's not smart but he has always been the good friend. Helmi is smart but we still acted our age during Primary school years. With the odd combination of friends, i tend to stay in the centre in terms of acheivement. It was came to be unhealthy when i had few/no Malay friends who were the smart types[been in a neighbourhood school]. I improved my grades and got through my Os with suspended in mid air colours[not flying definately]..And Shidah..how can you say overall you topped? No offence but overall only the o levels matter.
So in clonclusion, i could have been the smart guy who was in a good school, member of debate club, searching, compiling, modifying then memorising main points on the the topic "Under the claws of the Media" and when you see me , i'll be buried deep in a book. Or i could have sent my jeans for tapering, dyed my hair with streaks of orangeness, pierce here pierce there, lepak bawa blok main gitar satu hari, get involved with gangster politics and complain about life and the people involved with it. Hai...I took the neutral stand. hehe... Still it's sad - Malay C6 hahahahahah Liza suggested we all do a TPS Malay Pupils Reunion[Made the title up] for our year. Well it' d be a whole lot of preparation indeed. Tengok lah..
I could have gone to meridian JC and tried to be happy even though i know that it was the most easy JC to go into yet.
Now i'm stuck with a stupid course. I dunno what to do already. I guess i should heed ustaz's advice and start planning.
Long awaited Mega Perdana's back. Too bad the saringan date falls on the date i return from Umrah. Next time [two years] maybe.
Enjoys nostalgia [and a name that rhymes with it hehe..],
Pahlawan Putih
My terrible PSLE grades. Well not all that terrible ah. The worst part would be the secondary school i was posted to. East Spring Secondary. [i still blame my mom for that option even though it's the 6th. Blardy. Get all worked up when i think about it again.] Naturally i felt left out and shite. My Primary 6 classmates [Den and Iman] got in to "good schools" [Dunman and Ngee Ann respectively] and so did most of my p5 friends. I would say i got much of my insanity from people like Den but after entering DSS hidung tinggi mencakar langit. During in Secondary School was only when i learnt to enjoy learning. [Its really fun. heh] My grades gradually improved and i say i did well for my o's even with all the influence that was around me [expected like to repeat or somthng]. Then i realise it's pretty darn intimidating that most of my mentioned friends went to JC. I know it doesnt mean anything but still it's intimidating. Then it hit me i have always been pertengahan. Middle. In between. Seriously, i think i could have made it to RJC if i wanted to. Of after PSLE i go in to those "good schools". The only thing that voided this option is my involvement with those of higher academic grades and lower ones too. Benny's not smart but he has always been the good friend. Helmi is smart but we still acted our age during Primary school years. With the odd combination of friends, i tend to stay in the centre in terms of acheivement. It was came to be unhealthy when i had few/no Malay friends who were the smart types[been in a neighbourhood school]. I improved my grades and got through my Os with suspended in mid air colours[not flying definately]..And Shidah..how can you say overall you topped? No offence but overall only the o levels matter.
So in clonclusion, i could have been the smart guy who was in a good school, member of debate club, searching, compiling, modifying then memorising main points on the the topic "Under the claws of the Media" and when you see me , i'll be buried deep in a book. Or i could have sent my jeans for tapering, dyed my hair with streaks of orangeness, pierce here pierce there, lepak bawa blok main gitar satu hari, get involved with gangster politics and complain about life and the people involved with it. Hai...I took the neutral stand. hehe... Still it's sad - Malay C6 hahahahahah Liza suggested we all do a TPS Malay Pupils Reunion[Made the title up] for our year. Well it' d be a whole lot of preparation indeed. Tengok lah..
I could have gone to meridian JC and tried to be happy even though i know that it was the most easy JC to go into yet.
Now i'm stuck with a stupid course. I dunno what to do already. I guess i should heed ustaz's advice and start planning.
Long awaited Mega Perdana's back. Too bad the saringan date falls on the date i return from Umrah. Next time [two years] maybe.
Enjoys nostalgia [and a name that rhymes with it hehe..],
Pahlawan Putih
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