I guess yesterday's blog post caught a lot of attention (and new readers too!) I decided to make a part deux and talk about my unforgettable childhood experience. I have no diary about it nor any sorts of memorabilia, everything I will type out is from my good memory ;)
1.) When I was in 3rd grade (9 or 10 years old) my period arrived and I had no tampon/sanitary pad with me so I went around the room and asked my female classmates if they had spare ones...and they just looked at me weirdly. I forgot that I was an early bloomer and maybe they didn't even know what the fuck I was asking for.
2.) My teacher threatened me by saying that he won't release my grades unless I join the singing contest. I was so unprepared so I sang "My Heart Will Go On" by Celine Dion. Worst day of my life, may I add. I'm only comfortable singing in a group, not solo! I think he wanted to teach me a lesson.
3.) Since first grade, people have been pairing me up with this particular guy (who is smart and cute btw, and I crushed on him for like 7 years) Even the teachers know about it so on Valentines Day, my teacher asked me to go to the guy's classroom and say hi. I said NO so he dragged me all the way to his room and it was so embarrassing. My pink Barbie lunchbox was strapped on my body, my fork and spoon were clanging to each other, and you could totally smell the tomato sauce inside my lunch box. I was so red the whole time, I felt my stomach turn upside down. But to be honest, I secretly liked it and so thankful that my teacher did it ;)
4.) This went on for AGES. The following year (4th grade), the teachers ensured that we were on the same class. It was so hilarious.
5.) I always thought that we were meant to be... we were bus mates, became neighbours (I swear, I had nothing to do with it!) and classmates. We pretended to "hate" one another but we all know that we really like each other. Looking back, I realised that my life was so great back then. Even as a child, I was already a god-sent hilarious motherfucker who daydreamed a lot... and my imagination turned out to be real!
6.) As I've mentioned earlier, I was an early bloomer; so needless to say that I already had massive tits when I was in 3rd grade. I felt really shy and awkward because during P.E, they would just bounce and the other girls would tease me, saying that I placed apples or oranges inside my "baby bra". I'm also active in school productions and whatnot so dancing and jumping around with my awkward body didn't help either.
7.) I went to the restroom to skip a very boring class... and found this girl setting the school on fire. I ran to my teacher as fast as I could... and forgot to put down my skirt. FML.
8.) When I was in 4th grade, 2 boys decided to lock me inside the school bus, put glitters on my head, and chased me around to kiss me (eewwww cooties!!!) Apparently, it was their way of showing love and affection on Valentines Day. I cried for the rest of the day.
9.) When I got my very first cellphone, I was so excited to use it and most of my friends either didn't have one yet or had no phone credits so I followed our house maids' habits and texted random people. I came across sleazy men who were really way too old for me (I was 11, they were like 20+) I pretended to be 18 and every time they would ask to meet up, I'd stop txting them. Yes, I was a horrible child. I know, I know.
10.) In 3rd grade, a lot of my classmates and friends already signed up for their first ever email addresses and Friendster accounts (similar to Myspace) I decided to jump into the bandwagon and nagged my mum to lend me the laptop and help me set up my own. We had no scanner back then so I spent endless night how on earth I'll upload a photo of myself on Friendster. I had a snazzy phone back then (waaaay cooler than the rest of my classmates') it had the potential of bluetooth and sending email so I was able to upload it after endless research. When the rest of my classmates started nagging me about it, I told them to find any photo they like and slam it against their PC monitor/laptop and it will scan automatically. I am a spawn of Satan, I know.
Oh and in case you were wondering, turns out I was right all along. The guy whom they've been pairing me up with since we were like 7 years old liked me as well. My God, I spent 7 years of my life wondering about it and he just told me when I was about to migrate to New Zealand. Boys are such dicks, I swear. He pretended to hate me for 7 freaking years!!!!!!!!!!!!!