chill pills for june hols

every long holiday i try and do things that i used to do before life got busy. i cant even remember when this busy-ness crept into my life. as much as i can, i try and keep life simple and relaxed. but alas, the universe has a way of throwing regulations and appointments and deadlines in your face.

my brother and sister start their june holidays today. i dont have june holidays any more. i have a three month holiday where i am expected to get an internship/job.
my best june holiday was in '98. in americanese, that's summer of '98. my friend mel would wake me up at 7 in the morning by yelling for me at my window. and i wont even get pissed off. then i roll outta bed and within seconds we are cycling to this drain near our houses and catch fish. i was pretty good at it. i could catch like more than ten fish in one morning but usually they would all be dead by night. nb. and we used to try tricks on our bikes all the time. i could make my bike turn left and right very very fast without using hands. something i am still quite proud off. unfortunately one of the kaypoh neighbors went and told my dad 'i saw your girl doing something dangerous' which my dad believed and banned me from showing off. and because i was 9 i got the impression that all my neighbors were spying on me so i didnt dare do that trick again after that.

and once we climbed a tree cos we were learning about bird nest ferns in school. like how they reproduced by spores and all that. we saw a bird nest fern plant and we wanted to see if it really had spores so i climbed the tree to pluck one leaf. we got spotted by this police car patrolling the estate and the guy was like 'what are u doing' and we got really really scared but i cant remember what happened after that just that they left us alone.

and we used to be really annoying and steal mangoes and rambutans. there was this house that grew mangoes in their backyard and i climed the wall to get to the top branch where the mangoes were. then the owner came out and we omega freaked. mel was friend enough not to run off and leave me up there haha. i uh kinda fell off cos i was so scared but i landed ok so i didnt break anything and mel got my slippers and we ran for our bikes. i remember the owner yelling after us to come back haha. come to think of it she always made me climb things first, or if there was a drain we didnt know led where she made me go first. not that i minded much i think.

once we were sneaking around some back alley behind some houses(cant remember for what). there was this house with a very low back wall so we could see str8 into the kitchen. anyays the owner came down to th kitchen in his underwear!!! we omega omega freaked out cos uh
1) it was a man in his underwear
2) we were damn scared he'd think we were peeping toms and get the police haha

so we crouched behind the wall for damn long. luckily we were small then cos the wall was damn low. if i try and hide there now the guy confirm see me at once. then we could hear him flipping newspapers and drinking stuff (all the time in his underwear omg) but we didnt dare move. then after like one million years we hear footsteps walking away and by then we were cramped up quite badly.

but sadly mel moved away and i lost the best playmate ever. i dont even remember much of the rest of primary school holidays without her. then secondary school came along and it was intensio softball every holiday. and before i knew it was time for jc and then uni forced itself into my life.

of course now i cant and i dont want to steal magoes anymore. but prior to busy-ness i liked having dinner at home and watching tv while eating (my mom hates it when i do that). today i finally managed to catch some prime time tv. so i used my 'tv bowl' which is an extremely big bowl so that i can fit my rice and all the other dishes in it and bring it to the living room in front of the tv. today i watched the arena. some debate show and it was betweeh NYGH and RI. i was supporting NY of course, but i grudgingly admit that RI did better. last time in NY we had to take debates as an english elective and we pissed the hell outta mrs minjoot ( who always talks about this pro debater sheila parker) cos we kept abusing point of information to interrupt this girl who liked to act pro. it made the lesson pass faster. mrs minjoot retired the next year along with our chinese teacher pan yin.

now some of my friends relief teach, and now that i am older i understand how bloody irritating we were and i really respect my teachers for tolerating the shit. tsk i dont remember how 13-yr-old me functioned. i bet like in 5 years or even less i wont remember how 19-yr-old me functions now. speaking which, i cant imagine being 24. or even 22 (which is when i have to start working omg!!!!!!)

ok now back to 2008. must enjoy the relac time. btw next monday got world cup qualifying match singapre vs uzbekistan. please support the lions! live at 7.25 pm.

wong the grateful out :)