Story telling??

hmmmm.... Suddenly I feel like writing a very long post with all my thoughts, feelings and all that shit that has been in my mind/life/body now.... Lets see how do I start???

Once upon a time? Eons ago? Long before your time? Long long time ago?
ok... I shall start with 26yrs ago... thats it 26 yrs ago... So...

26yrs ago, a boy was born into this pathetic world at 6am in the evening in KK hospital after torturing the 'carrier' for nearly 12hrs... Out came his big fat head with his big fat baby body... And as black as charcoal... It was a difficult birth u noe... this boy nearly died, and the boy was like 'Hell... thats painful u noe with that clamps in my face forcefully drag him out'... So out came this boy into this hellish earth and into the joys of his parents...

His parents are nice people... They showered love onto this boy... Outings, trips to Macdonalds every now and then, to see the Christmas lightings every year, the frequent runs to the A&E department cos of my weak stomach and of cos the large amount of food they can feed this pathetic small body so that this body can grow up big and strong (big maybe, but strong?? hmmm)...

Apparently this boy grows up... And off to nursery/kindergarden... On the first day of school, he cried the shit outta of him... His mum has to stayed with him for almost the whole day and to provide him with Yakult... He behaved that way for at least 2 days on school... Poor Mum... Thats all I can say...

Soon this boy has to go to primary school... As good parents, they want this boy to get into the bext primary school in the neighbourhood... Because this school is so popular, balloting is needed... Luckily, his name was called... And he was officially admitted into the school class 1/4... So off to primary one...
During his primary one days, he had to wear glasses because of short sightness... During that time, there was only one other boy in the class who wore glasses,so when this boy wore his glasses to school for the very first day, he was laughed at... He was given names such as 'copycat'... Actually this boy also dunno why the kids in school dowan to be around him... Maybe he does not like games such as catching like any other people?? So thats why he was always alone during recesses counting drain covers... It was until primary 3 when the boy joined the Chinese Orchestra to learn Er-hu, because at that time everyone has to have an ECA... So er hu it is... He sorta had a bit of a music talent in him cos he picked up really fast... And finally he feel part of something and he made some friends... For the later years of primary school, he was much much better off than in the earlier years... His results were not excellent but good... He was made prefect in primary five... Good friends with a few people... Mostly girls though... maybe because he learn music...

He worked hard in his PSLE year... Even though his results were not that fantastic, but he was ranked 5th in his class... and a PSLE score of 240... And he got into a SAP school... Anglican High School... He was the only one in the class who gotten into this school... with only the other 1 or 2 other people to Dunman high school... Secondary School Begins...

Secondary one... Went to school with his best friend and into the world full of strangers (mind u.. this is not giodarno's world... so its full of strangers)... Everything was new and he was nervous... He wanted to join the badminton team cos he really wanted to play badminton, but the school is known for its sports... so needa go for their selection tests... So this boy gave up and chose Chinese Orchestra... ECA was fine for him, but studies and classroom politics wise were not as good as expected... Once again, he was not close to any guy in the class because he did not do sports or good in PE... And after a stupid mistake he made he was outcasted even more... His closest friends in secondary 1 and 2 will be Helen, Julia, Carol and these 3 girls were not well liked by the other girls in the class... After the examinations in sec 2, this boy was streamed into pure science history... He was disapoointed... He wanted to take Bio and geography... But after an embaressing cry in front of his classmates, he resigned to his fate... Things in class were much better in sec 3 and 4... He made more friends... The boy still remembers the Chinese Spelling cheating sessions now... And Sec 4 was great for him... He still gotten into pure sciences which was great... And he exceled in mathematics... He used to compete with Hannah as who will finish then questions in the shortest possible time... He dropped chinese cos he scored A1 for that... Sec 4 was cool for him... Even though thru out the 4 years, he still went for recesses alone most of the time...

He did well in his ECA... The teacher in charge liked him... He played well... He won awards of commendation every year since secondary 2... The conductor liked him... And asked him to join the PAYCO... The boy was ecstatic... He thought,'Thats where all the elites go!'

PAYCO was great fun for him... Finally he felt belonged... He made a lot of close friends... And even closer friends whom he known from his secondary school... He remained friends with almost all of them until now... He loved them... Really... Those were the best years of his life...

Junior College was alright for him... He finally got into science after lots and lots of appeals... Apparently, he was given a choice to wat he wanna study... thats cool... In the end he chose a class that was full of damn clever people... Lucky he knew a girl from the class and he managed to mix into the largest clique in the class... the cleverer one some more... He couldn't thank his classmates more for all their help in F Maths... Or else he would have failed terribly in his 'A' levels... He has being lucky so far...

Army days were fine... He never gotten a stand-by-bed for the whole of his army life... He slimmed down a lot during his BMT days... all and all 20kg... Everything was fine until the final 6 months of his unit days... Apparently he had a terrible fight with some of his army mates... And no talking ever since until ORD... But lucky all was fine now...

Uni sux for him... Really sux!! Joined a relative unknown club but made some good friends there... Stuck with a roommate who he hardly talk to for a year... Results were bad... damn bad... but not bad enough to stay for an extra yr in that horrible uni... Lucky him again... Joined CO again for the nth time of his life... Its not bad there... his in contact with some of them now... they are good people...

As you can see that this boy has being very lucky ever since birth... He used too much of his luck too soon... Luck has ran out... Now everything is dark and twisted... Lady luck has eloped with Mister Evil... This boy has hence lived for 26yrs... trying to find his way... and trying to find good materials to finish the story... or maybe he just wanna finish the story as soon as possible??

Story to be continued... For how long?? He dunno... yrs?? months?? days??

The end for now...