Erm. My sister doesn't look very nice here. Apparently, she had to go through massively fugly puberty stages, just like me. :( Never mind, she looks great now.

According to mum and dad, everybody used to call me 'hamburger' when I was a baby (ham pao ... which means crybaby in Hokkien, I think), because I'd cry whenever someone else, besides my mother, tried to carry me. :D Apparently, everybody thought that I was cute (or maybe they're just trying to kiss my ass now, by telling me that hmm.) but majorly annoying, because I could never stop bawling. :(

Besides that, I don't remember anything else. (Duh, I was only a baby .... >.<)

1995 (Ten years ago)

Hmm. I was seven, right?

Okay, I started taking up organ lessons (Why not piano?!? Tell me whyyyyy ...) and graduated from Yamaha Music School's Junior Musician Course. =D This is probably the most signifcant thing that happened, when I was seven, seeing as how it sort of spurned an interest in all things artistic in me since then.

And besides that, I was enrolled in a VERY VERY VERY unknown chinese primary school, by the name of S.R.J.K (c) Yuk Chyun. (wah, I can still remember how to spell it wor) At first, I had major problems fitting in, as I only knew how to speak english back then. O_o But I soon learnt enough to make a few friends. :D

The first day of school, my mum (yes, I was pathetic indeed) seated me next to a really very pretty Eurasian girl by the name of Ruth. We were friends throughout the six years of primary schooling and from standard 1 till standard 3, we were best friends :D and the school's biggest trouble-makers. I often reminisce of the times when we'd get called to the principal's office, and the number of times the teachers'd complain about us. LOL.

Too bad we've lost contact, by now. I wonder how's she faring in Catholic High. Owww, nostalgia is hitting me again.

Moving on ...

2000 (Five years ago)

I turned 12. Standard six was a pretty uneventful year for me, because I can't seem to remember that much of it.

Okay, let's see ... I became a prefect (it's time for you people to shudder with horror... *evil grin*), got screwed over a lot of times by my fellow prefects and teachers (screwed, as in not literally screwed, mind you ...) as I was crowned the Most Corrupted Prefect to Ever Grace Planet Earth award. Yes, I was terrible. I'd report the names of kids who annoyed me to the discipline teachers. I'd accept bribes for Twisties, to overlook the other students who brought VCDs to school. By God, I didn't even go for my duties ...

But somehow, I didn't get fired. Though I wish I had. Being a prefect was the lousiest thing I ever agreed to doing, I just am not leadership material. O_o

Oh, and puberty started hitting me. I filled out (sideways), became a lot fatter, my face became rounder, I suddenly became dark and tan, after learning how to cycle ....... Those were the horrible years. :( I even had multiple bad habits, like constant eye blinking (which led my eyes to shrink -_-), nail biting and et cetera.

Photographic evidence to prove how utterly ugly I was:



Okay, so this was my secondary school entrance picture. But it was taken at the end of year 2000, after my UPSR, so counted, right?

And this is where I go: WOE IS ME!!! Or rather, Woe was me? SO DAMN UGLY WEI. Check out my apple/fish/moronic hairdo. Check out my bloated and red nose, from my constant scratching of it. Check out my fat face. No wonder all my primary school teachers didn't like me.

*screams*

Ah, heck. I shalt not be trapped in the past.

Hmm. I also experience loss for maybe the first ever significant time in my life. My dad bought me a persian kitten for my birthday =) and I named it Tigger. It was the cutest thing ever, and I loved it from the bottom of my heart and soul ....... I mean, it was my best friend.

But he died about three months after I got him. It had Scabies. (Trust me, if you have a cat, you ought to know what kind of a deadly disease Scabies is.) Its fur started dropping, and its skin became lumpy and dry, I can barely find words to describe it. It was that bad, until wherever he walked, there'd be skin falling all over the floor.

But I loved him. I spent all my money (which wasn't a lot, come to think of it ...) on medicines, vitamins and trips to the vet ... But to no avail. It died two days after the Veterinarian prescribed him a new kind of vitamin, that was supposedly 'miraculous'. I can't remember your name, doctor, but remember this: Whoever you are, I hate you. I cringe whenever I pass that vet, even till this day ... The memory of Tigger purring in my arms, mewing up at me with doleful eyes the last moments of his life, will always be engraved in my mind.

I love you, Tigger. If there is a heaven for animals, I sure hope that you're happy.

Oh, and because I experienced about a month of utter heartbreak after Tigger died, I decided that I was too young and fragile to get my heart shattered anytime soon, as I'm simply not mature enough to handle it, I made a decision not to date till I'm eighteen. And I'm proud to say that I've held on to it, except for the, uhh, occasional slips.

Jaclyn and I became best friends. Yeah, we knew each other since we were eight or nine, and we sort of grew up together, but it was during the year 2000 (happy Millenium!) that we became inseparable.


Jaclyn and her trademark hat. Of course, she still wears hats now, but not a regular basis anymore. And can someone PLEASE enlighten me, and tell me what the hell was I wearing? ^_^


Err. I used to be a bad poser, and we'll leave it at that ............. MY HAIR!!!

And, oh, it was the memorable year of UPSR. Erm ... Honestly, I never studied throughout the six years of my primary school life. I only remember a lot of cycling and masak-masak sessions ... running around the neighbourhood park ... and bullying weaker kids in school. :/ If you don't believe me, you can ask Christine Cheah, who was my best friend in primary school. Of course, we're not in touch anymore (gah ..).

But much to my surprise, I did okay for my UPSR. Straight As for all my seven subjects. I truly didn't expect it. It was the first A I ever got for chinese (I usually only scored Cs, I think, as I never really used that language much ... ) and science (Once again, I usually scored Bs. :/). So ... hooray? Academic-wise, I guess I was pretty good. I scored the second place, in my form (damn that Aaron, who always bagged the top ...), and I was called up, along with the other two straight A-in-UPSR scorers to deliver a speech.

I only said: Thank you to my teachers. Err. Yeah.

In english somemore! Man ... I was never a speaker, and I never will be. :(

Moving on ...

2002 (Three years ago)

I was in form two?

Hmm. After a very shaky start in form one, things started cooling down during form two. In form one, I transferred to SMK Assunta, from Catholic High, because I felt that I'd die amidst all the pressure in Catholic (seven straight A classes wei!!!), and I was the 'New Girl' of 1 Anggerik. :( It was weird ... everyone was so cool and none of them seemed to suffer the "Fugly Puberty Stages" like I did. I felt so lost ... but thankfully, I made a handful of friends, and till this day, we still hang around in the same gang.

I still had bad hair. I still had a number of weird habits. I was still fat. My head was still huge. My eyes were still squinted.

WAAAA. *points at hair and screams*

All my friends were prettier, taller and fairer than me ... :( I was SO stressed out man. LOL. But never mind, I was smarter. (note: was)

I started mixing around more. I started to have fun. And I started to study less, which led to my downfall to the Dark Side later on.

And, oh yeah, I bought Baby from a good friend, whose cat was pregnant with 5 kittens.

Damn cute, right? But sadly, last year, my dad was diagnosed with Asthma, and deemed Baby a threat to his existence, and gave her away to his malay friend.

*cries*

But funnily enough, as cute and adorable as she was, I wasn't all that sad. I still missed Tigger :( and I guess I could never love another cat as much as I loved Tiggie. Anyhow, I still had my Fifi, whom I absolutely refused to give away ... and for awhile, I think Fifi missed Baby more than I did. Fifi and Baby, though cats and dogs, were really great friends. Too bad I didn't have a digi camera back then. *sigh*

2005 (Now)

Erm. I officially pulled an Anakin Skywalker and turned myself over to the Dark Side. I learnt a couple of handy cuss words. I started detesting school. I never studied anymore. I started stoning and dreaming more. Heck, I even started posing more. (Refer to older posts for camwhoring pictures.)

Jaclyn and I are still best friends and partners in crime. My school friends and I are still pretty tight, regardless of our ups and downs. And yeah, I finally had better hair. :D Still fat, though, and getting fatter by the day ...

I started writing a whole lot more. I signed up for various blog engines, and started blogging almost everyday. And yup, I discovered that despite my usual impatience and intolerance ... I love kids. And apparently, they don't dislike me much as well. :D

And well, even though it may sound cheesy, volunteering as a teacher's assistant for that kid's camp was probably the best thing I did all year. =) I'm seriously considering a career with kids now (No, not housewife, mind you ...) as I find kids to be so full of zest and potential, they make my day. :D I don't have plans to have kids of my own, but I may just make a difference in someone else's life.

As a kid, I never had an adult who really wanted to be friends with me, or truly listened to what I have to say, nonsensical and child-like as my thoughts were. :( Well, maybe I can be that friend for other kids, so that they may not be as lost as me.

And also, I fell in love.

I LOVE JUSTIN! I swear, that kid is the cutest thing I've ever had the pleasure to meet in my whole life. I miss him so much ... *sniff* (Here's my cue to go: GOD, IF I EVER HAVE KIDS, THOUGH IT'S NOT A PART OF MY PLAN FOR THE FUTURE, PLEASE LET HIM/HER BE AS CUTE AS JUSTIN!)

Hmm. I did pretty badly in all my exams. *shrugs* Will probably get, like, three As for SPM, but oddly enough, the thought of that doesn't really bother me that much ...

Attended my school's CU camp, for the first time ever.

Jaclyn beside me: Oh, yeah, you look damn dark there. Cannot even see your face, tsk tsk.

Oh, and I wore the first dress since God-knows-when.

And after falling over my feet and fumbling around for a day, pretending to be prim and proper, I decided to stick with my usual jeans and t shirts. I really should be more lady-like. O_o

Around the beginning of the year, I got myself a digi camera, w00t, and started getting self-obsessed interested in self-photography. After all, it was the era of cam-whores, where you see girls and guys alike whoring themselves on Friendster and the likes. :P

Another highlight of the year would probably be my newfound potential boyfriend #25.

Of course, I overestimated myself, and soon discovered that learning how to play online is not all that productive, after all. I can barely play to save my ass. -_- Any guitar gurus out there willing to spare me a couple of tips? ^^

What else? I got fatter, my dark circles are positively hellish, and even though I dont get any more pimple outbreaks, my skin is a bit too tan and dry. Too much sunshine, ya'll ......

2006 (Next year)

YES YES YES, my SPM will be over and done with by then.

Knowing me, I'll probably be stoning around, sleeping my days away and spending the nights at the mamak with my buds. =(

But if all goes as planned, I'll be working part-time until May, when I will proceed to study A.D.P in HELP Institute. Hopefully, majoring in Journalism. Or if I decide to go down that Kindergarden teacher a.k.a SuperWoman path, I'll be studying that Diploma course that Joshua was talking about the other day.

I'm foreseeing myself to be fatter and darker, with even worse dark circles around my eyes hence the lack of sleep. Probably uglier. Still sassy, single and independant. (when was I ever independant?) Still living with my parents. Still hanging around the same crowd. Hopefully, I'll have cooler hair by then.

2015 (Ten years down the lane)

Honestly, I can't really tell. :/ Working as a semi-competent journalist, living a semi-comfortable life, receiving a semi-generous paycheck, dating a semi-cute guy who lives in a semi-D.

LOL.

Well, if everything goes my way and I manage to pull through, I hope to be an excellent and competent journalist by then, writing for meaningful Mags like Time or Christianity Today (erm, no such mag, right? :/). OR, perhaps by then I'll be a fat, bespectacled and scowling kindergarden teacher with pigtails.

But if I continue to be the lazy ass and stoner that I am, I guess that I'll end up a Professional Hippie. Travelling around the world, eating different and disgusting food, working part time at apple farms and basically hitch-hiking across the nation. And if that happens, I guess I'll be living on booze, chocolates and everything edible.

...... Time will tell, I guess.

I guess I'll be fatter than now, the rings around my eyes will be darker than now, probably uglier than now, though I hope to be hotter by then. Yeah right.

Hopefully, Jaclyn and I will still be best friends, and the rest of the gang will still be in touch. By then, Jaclyn would be Malaysia's youngest female baptist pastor, Chris'd be the CEO of her dad's company (Ish!), Ivy'd be a loving mum, Rach'd be an accountant or an insurance salesgirl, and Suet'd be married to Darien. And I hope to meet many more interesting and intriguing friends who'll brighten up my day and make my life all the more meaningful. :D

I truly hope that I'll have an opportunity to meet Dan Brown and Donald Trump by then. For The Da Vinci Code was way too fascinating to put down, regardless of the bullshit that's in it, and I'd like to ask Dan how did he convince himself that what he wrote in it were facts. And as for Donald Trump ... Dude, the guy has a Television show dedicated to himself, with 18 contestants competing against each other to kiss his ass, and he gets to wave his finger and utter "You're Fired." to people who've failed to do so. Wah.

Maybe if I'm VERY lucky, I'll get to interview Osama. LOL.

The future seems promising. Here I come, baby!

P.S. This should be like, my profile or something man. :/

Anyway, I tag:

1) Wen Che

2) Wen Lin, though you're probably stoning in front of your PS or computer screen.

3) Clareen, though you're probably busy talking on skype.

4) Darien? If you want to, I guess.

5) Osama Um. See Hoon? Michelle?

6) Anybody, especially those that I linked to. :D

If you guys decide to do this, drop me a line, alright?

Later!