4 beringin

This reminds me of something. Back when we were in form 4, when wen chin and i were good friends, we used to draw this, yes, draw shit on each others' hands.

Now i'm reminded of my 4 Beringin days. It was the year when i first entered sbs and time started to take flight. Even when it was the last day of spm, it still felt as if i've entered the school the day before.

*speaking of spm, i still feel indignant that i've got a 3B for moral. that pointless subject, huh. but then again, maybe i shouldn't have watched the incredibles the night before the exam*

Most of the classes were boring, i think, that i sometimes find myself drawing pigs and cows over notes which i should be keeping. Wen chin and i used to scribble on our books even when the teacher was teaching.

Every free period was a joy blessedness. We even took the time between periods to enter the classes next door to play games like 'killers'.

Back then wen chin and conrad would occasionally come to my place right after school. And we would order pizza and have a lil feast here.

It was the year when we laughed among ourselves over lame jokes aka lawak bodohs.

And funny but true, we used to model/mould rubber sperms out of the eraser dusts residue.

It was when we laughed and imitated conrad's attempt to speak cantonese. It's still something i would occasionally ask him to repeat these days :)

It was when we 'envied' edward's mascaraed-looking eyelashes.

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And called jeff uncle.

And imitate adrian's jocular laugh.

'Tambichin' - a weird unique term which wen chin came up with. It compromises of 3 names actually, which're tam, debbi, and wen chin.

And the year i first experienced having a period stain on my pinafore. Hated that. But strangely, i wasn't a tad bit frustrated over it :)