In a wacky mood. It's late at night and I'm still awake. Die-lah, this kind of nocturnal lifestyle really unhealthy... Get more breakouts, contribute more problems to my skin when it's already so sensitive... =( Speaking of which, I read Juan's post a day ago (?) about her own skin problems... you're not alone, Juan. =P But I'm not sure what's exactly causing mine. It reached a quite bad situation (really, really itchy and dry rashes) about one or two months ago that I complained to my mom over the phone and she told me to see a doctor.

Doctors in Australia very expensive lor. Especially if you're an international student like me.

Therefore...


I never go. (It's not that bad now... =S)

Anyway, that's not my point.

Was chatting with Sherissa just a few moments ago, and I can't remember what happened now (feeling rather blur and sleepy now) but yeah, I believed something ridiculous she said. Something really stupid. My gullibility has not waned since I came here.

You people have always known how gullible I am. From way back in primary days. Well, guess what. The titles which you guys have conferred upon me - "Blur", "Ghost", "Gullible"... you wouldn't be surprised to find out that my newfound friends agree wholeheartedly.

Hrrumph. Is there some kind of sign plastered on my forehead, which screams, "I'm blur, pale and gullible!! You can suan me all you like!"

I think that must be it.

I'm reminded of the infamous Primary 6 incident. (I'm afraid that I have to embarrass Tiong again... sorry! =P) No thanks to a certain Lim Wen Jei and Darren Wong Kui Ern (update your blog, boy!!). I blame Ern for this whole mishap. Were it not because of his part in this plot, I would never ever have believed Wen Jei. I'm sure most of you already know this story, but I'm telling it again anyway (mostly for my new friends to discover how stupid I really am. Yeah, and to embarrass myself some more).

The thing is, I'm easily tricked and fooled, and Wen Jei has tricked me countless times, to the point that I can't be bothered with her jokes... So one day, when she told me, "Connie, you know this guy in Primary 6B likes you!"

I was really skeptical. Once bitten, twice shy. I mean, would you believe her when she's tricked you a hundred other times before?

I was just really doubtful at first (primary 6 only mah!) and then with growing conviction and in memory of WJ's other deeds, I steadfastly maintained my negative position.

Until...

Who else, but our dear Ern, has to join in... "Yes, bah, Connie, it's true!"

I suspect that Wen Jei probably urged Ern to join in the joke when I was not looking. (We were sitting in the last row (we were still seated paired up); WJ and Ern were 'partnering' the last two tables, I was in front of WJ - can't recall any partner). We three were always in our own world, forever getting scolded by Mrs. Woo (1999 Pri 6G class teacher).

Yesss, the G class was notorious for many things. >=) We proudly held the reputation of being the worst class in the Primary 6 level.

Anyway, one thing led to another... and I have to say, they sure distorted the guy's name when I asked who was it.

Tiong, can't remember if I told you - but yeah, your name was spelled in various ways very interestingly. Heh.

Needless to say, I was taken in finally; I fell for it, hook, line, sinker and all.

So after school (on the same fateful day), I was brought to Primary 6B and shown an extremely white-faced guy. And I was taller than him. I remember being a few centimetres taller. (At least that was a bonus. Bleh.)

Being the retard that I am, I think I fled the scene after Tiong said something like, "You wanted to see me?"

(Thank you very much, Wen Jei and Ern: you officially ruined the rest of my primary 6 life.)

I won't go into details, but I can recount a few incidents:

1. I was sent death notes and threatening letters by Tiong's oh-so-nice comrades.

2. I always avoided him. (Imagine the scene where I spot him from miles away, and scurrying off in the opposite direction.)

3. Never again did I walk past Primary 6B.

4. Assemblies became a horror for me in case our classes lined up beside each other ('cause there's a probability of me standing next to him.)

Tiong, you made my life so miserable in Primary 6!!! Always giving me your black and moody face. Turn your friends against me some more. Hmph. I got do something wrong against you mehhh... LOL. (Joking.)

Since then, I found out that Wen Jei fed Tiong the same storyline, except that she told him that I liked him.

Great joke, huh? I lived in trepidation and fear for the rest of the year... It was not funny... Traumatic experience. Might have an adverse effect on my psyche when I get old later on. Hahaha.

Then after our first public exams, we broke off for the holidays... Yes, liberation from a nightmare...

The following year (2000), we were all reshuffled into new classes as we began our secondary years.

Even before I reached my new class, I recall vaguely a friend telling me that I had been placed in Secondary 1B, and accompanying me to my new class with a I-don't-know-if-I-should-laugh look on her face.

Step, step, step. I entered my new class for the first time.


Guess who greeted me.

I couldn't believe it. I remember him giving me a nasty glare, like it's my fault that we were put in the same class (yes, you did, Tiong, don't deny it! You were standing with Jerry some more, I remember). I think you were muttering something to Jerry as well!! Gossip about me lah!! Lol.

We chose tables far, far away from each other. I think our other friends found the irony of the situation highly amusing.

But things didn't always remain that way. I don't know how or when things began to change. Who would have known, though, this white-faced, short guy I was practically running away from in Primary 6, I can talk to so normally and easily now. Hahaha. In fact, you tower over me now, and have since gotten a bit darker.

I still remain short and pale. >=(


Another one, more recently (last year) was...

"Connie, your shoelaces are untied."

"Huh?" *glances down*

-NO SHOELACE!!!- (I was just wearing normal un-shoelaced black shoes.)

"Grrr, you tricked me!!"

Believe it or not, that same trick was used at least 10 times.

And yes, I fell for it each time.

I'll probably blog more about my embarrassing incidents when I remember. Or if you guys remind me. Hahaha.

Goodnight!!

*Note to my S'porean friends... We don't go by any A, B, C, D, etc. system. There were four classes; R, B, G, Y (colours). We are led to believe that we were randomly placed, but apparently the school did follow some kind of placing system that we didn't know about.