I have been going through my school times and you know what…

I just started smiling to myself.. heeheh. I had some fun times in SSU. Granted it’s not the BEST school in the world, but it was enough.

As you grow up and then you look back at yourself. It really does make you want to laugh. I mean in school as a young teen, I really felt like such a teeny bopper to some extent hahaha. Liking the likes of actors such as Devon Sawa and the recent Backstreet Boys concert down in KL, reminded me how much we were all gaga over them then…. and at the same time we poked fun about their lifestyles as well. We used a number of their songs in school plays.. and ooo i found this picture on Facebook which really made me smile

Can you guess which is me?

And I remember as a teen, I admit to being a rather spoilt brat and a bit of ‘mean girl’ at times (even though if you ask me I don’t know why). To some extent I’ll say it was the whole thing of being pretentious from too much TV where you have the popular group and the outcasts. It sounds so terribly silly now. At one point I considered myself in the popular group till an unfortunate mishap happened, which i shall not get into the details. Which then made me start to think … what’s the point of bothering who is in the happening group or not? If anything it’s because of these ridiculous notions that you are ‘great’ that’s why you have kids getting depressed, insecure, unsure of themselves..

Also looking back, you see all the ridiculous stuff you did, like being childish and trying to get attention. Or worse when you consider the possibilities of ‘crushes’. hahaha

I remember i had a crush on a couple of friends in my days.. i’m not telling who! But oh gosh the dreaded crushes.. eeek… Really really I want to laugh at all that now. In fact it reminds me so much of the Romy and Michelle’s High School Reunion.

Two misfits in school that go back to their high school reunion, to find that everyone is successful and where are they? Lol..

All the way down to maybe the failures and happy times in life. I miss the good ol’ days when basketball was a weekly thing. My first boyfriend came from there and I always imagined that I’d have a cute (ok at least presentable) guy by me side and who would love to play b-ball with me as much as i’d love playing it… Ohhh the joy of the game.

When i met Mister G.. i really wondered whether I had as much as he did in his school days and uni days. To some extent maybe not as much. But I still enjoyed them no less. My life is fairly boring hahah. But the people around me are the ones that give me the stories to tell