I remembered I was in Primary 3 when this incident happened. My uncle teaches me English and he wanted to give me a spelling test. I could not spell the word ‘elephant’, so I wrote it on the paper before the test. Then I covered it up with my hand. I thought I could pull it through until he asked me what’s wrong with my hand because I didn’t want to move it.
I can’t really remember what happened after that, but I know I did quite well in subsequent spelling tests after this incident.
I had a crush on my tutor when I was in secondary school. He taught me Maths and combined Science. And I can say that I did him proud because I did quite well in the ‘O’ levels. I am not sure if he is aware of my feelings for him.
Anyway this happened 5 years ago and I am still grateful to him for his help during my ‘O’ Levels.
I like to take pictures of people secretly on the train, especially those guys who are damn hot and sexy. I will just admire their good looks and hot bodies when I am home. Do not judge me. I am sure some of you are doing the same thing.
I have to confess that I am actually not interested in my NTU course at all. I really had no choice because of my lousy ‘A’ level results. Sometimes, I do feel guilty when I see my course mates being so passionate about the things they do in class. If there is an opportunity for me, I will just pack up and leave Singapore and study overseas. The feeling I am having right now is like being in jail, and I don’t like it at all. Damn!
One of my camp mates just posted on Facebook an old picture of us taken about 11 years back. We had a hard time trying to find ourselves in the picture because all of us were so slim back then. In fact, we could not find anyone who has not put on weight.
This is the harsh reality. We have all grown old, and fat.
There is this female 1SG who was our trainer. I was still a trainee at that time and we called her ‘airport’ for obvious reasons. There was once we had to wash our vehicles after an exercise. Seeing that we were tired, she offered to help.
She took off the no.4 and was wearing a singlet inside. At that time, the army singlet was grey in colour. She used a hose to wash the tank and water splashed on her accidentally. She got all wet and the next thing we saw turned us all off. She wasn’t wearing any bra and the wet singlet revealed it all. Really, she shouldn’t have helped.
I remember that when I was in primary school, I was very poor. There was a period of time where there were scratch cards, where you can win prizes. They can be found in those instant noodles packets that come in 5.
I remember using a pen knife to cut open the packets and stole the scratch cards. All this was done in the provision shop. Luckily, I was not caught. Come to think of it, I feel so silly, but at the same time, it was a good experience. I just wonder how the owner is going to explain to those who bought the ‘opened’ packets, without the scratch cards. And for the record, I never won anything.
In primary school, I hid a Chinese opening for the composition which is just like 2 sentences long just for the sake of wanting to write a ‘good’ opening. I guess that I had to do this because I wanted to do well for my Chinese. I am glad that I wasn’t caught.
