I remember we always come out in the evening to play galah panjang with our friends [a type of game where you have to run past your friends without being caught by their hands.] I was the leader among our friends due to my height [was the tallest among them], and I explored bushes and lands with them [ when in fact, it was just a small bush that connects one park to another]. I was afraid of snakes as I walked with them, but I always pretend to be brave. Those were the silly days.
I was very boyish back then. I dressed like a boy, and I despised wearing skirts. I played basketball with the boys, and I sweared along with them. I was quite a gangster in school, despite of the fact that I was a prefect. I remember, my teacher used to call my parents because of me sleeping in class. My teacher asked my father to stop me from mixing with the bad kids [those who play basketball] and stop playing basketball as well. I have to say, I slept in most of the classes because I have basketball practices on almost every morning, and I ended up being very tired in class. and puhlezzz, class? It's boring!
Fortunately, my father did not stop me from playing the game, and I end up becoming a role model at the end of the term as. Quite a joke, from a girl who sleeps in class, swear foul words, and who fights for her friends, to a girl who gets a role model certificate for achieving good performance in both sports and academic.
I received my first love letter in my primary. hmm, I remember I received my first flower when I was in standard 2. It was a flower picked from a garden next to my school, and it was Valentine. The boy was a popular athlete in school and I have to say, he is pretty cute! Too bad he transferred to another school the year after.
After standard 2, I started to grow and I became the ugliest girl you can ever imagine. I ate like a cow, and I grew vertically. My dad cut my hair using a bowl [literally] and thanks to that, I got myself a nickname, miss coconut head. Life was pretty simple. There were a lot of politics among the girls. I guess, this is typical in every chinese school. I was the mediator, the consultant, the love guru, and oh! the one who help her girlfriend cheats her parents so that she can have a date with her boyfriend. But, I must say, the girl forgot about me right after my help. She did not find me anymore after that and the next thing I knew when she came to me again was that she broke up with the guy, and as usual, I became the love guru for her after that.
So, I have been a love consultant at the age of 10 until now. Lol!
I transferred to an English school after my primary. I remembered I caught everyone's attention on the first week of school with my recitation on " Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow" [ not a good attention, I have to say]. It was a huge shift for me back then. From a Tomboy, I transformed to a girly girl who sings choir, cry for something silly, and hog on the phone with my girlfriends on every single minutes available. Everyday, we'll talk about some love novels we read, the fantasy we have about guys, and dramas we watched. There was a craze on Judith Mcnaught novels, My Fair Princess series, F4, Harry Potter, and etc. We wrote biographies and I will create my own poem from time to time. Oh! and I help people to write love letters tooo!!! I was pretty good with words back then. There wasn't any guy around for us to flirt with, so due to my boyish characteristic, I was the 'boy' who always charm the girls with sweet talk, and nonsense craps. Those were my Form 1 and Form 2. We had girls fight from time to time. We'll ignore each other for a minute or two, and then chit-chat like nobody's business the minute after. Ah, girls and their fickle minds!
The worst fight I have ever had was with my best friend. We did not talk to each other for half a year and I was summoned to the assistant headmistress's office because of that [ Her mother was the assistant headmistress]. ah, those were the days!
Form 4 and 5 were the times we were arranged to classes according to our stream. The girls started to be fashionable with their dressing, with colourful bras beneath that plain white innocent baju kurung [our uniform] and beautiful dresses inside their bags, so that they can change their clothes after school to date their boys. The Highschool boys would always find a chance to hit on the girls because it was an honour to date a Convent girl. They would try their best to charm our girls, doing something like this:
Handphone was a huge issue back then, and the problematic girls would be sent to the counselling office so that the teachers can counsel them like their mothers and they will end up crying on their way to class. Despite of that seemingly remorseful expression, they would always return to the original state after that, with smarter and better ways to avoid being caught by the teachers and prefects.
You'll see girls holding hands all the time, sticking to each other all the time, even to the toilet. Oh, the toilet is the perfect place to slack/"lepak"[loiter] You'll see the girls hanging around in the toilet, changing clothes, gossiping about the cutest boy in town, and what they did yesterday. Occassionally, you'll hear someone talking to herself in the cubicle [because that's the only place to talk with your handphone]
Back then, everyone will have a senior they admire. We will ask the one we admire to become our petsister, and it's something like a boy-girl relationship, in girls' version. There will be times when we do not know how to reject the girls, and it was quite funny, transforming from the one who admire the senior [in form 1/2] to the one being admired. In Valentine, we'll receive flowers as well.. from girls. They're yellow roses though.
I have to say, I am glad to study in Convent. Even until now, my Convent girls always stand by my side, in every ups and downs I have. Ah, those were the blissful days! =)
dang~ galah panjang, basket balls is all in my young days... sleeping in class still my favourite till now but with better result. yeah i rmb the times of handphone issues..hahax.. i also kena lolz i miss school. out of so many school, convent still the best one in my list. hugz nice to know you too (:
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful post to pen down your memories. It's surprising that this is the 17th year we have known each other! From Holy Family to Yu Hua to Convent and now separated to different parts of the world, we are still together!
ReplyDeleteYou know what catches my attention the most? The half a year "break up"! Those were funny moments. I guess the PK couldn't stand her daughter for complaining everyday that her best friend is gone and being emo every single day! I so remember the phone call you called on my birthday, I can still remember the exact location I picked up that call and what was the telephone colour back then! Hehe! From then onward, we stick to each other like glue! It has been a great journey with you. Those were the days! You've been there for me the whole time and now as we embark on this new journey ahead where we venture into the working world, I really hope that our bond will be strengthen and grow up to be matured beautiful young ladies.
To the coconut head, the top girl in class and my roomate during the school trip to Penang and Cameron, let us continue to count the years of friendship and always be there for each other! I love you to bits! *hugs*
17 years? Oh my god.. that's super long! probably I should write a post about you someday. eheh
ReplyDeleteMichele: Convent is the best!!! =) haha. nice talking to you these dayssss.. will always remember the 3-mths rule! Dang!!! I am such a NATO! I advised my sister on this, but I myself didn't follow it!
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