1993 Bukit Bintang Boys School, 4 Sains Hijau class photo

1993 Bukit Bintang Boys School, 4 Sains Hijau class photo, originally uploaded by luxen.

That's me, middle row, second from left. Another picture I found while I was digging through my old photos. On the back of this picture, I scribbled down "4SH / cleanest class of the year". Hrm, some accomplishment.

It's a 14 year old picture. I hardly remember any of them now. I hardly keep in touch with any of them. Looking back, I didn't really enjoy secondary school much. I always felt like an outsider... like I didn't fit in. I blame that on my family's nomadic lifestyle. Every 3-4 years we would move to either Ipoh, PJ and once, to Bagan Serai.

I don't remember our class teacher's name now, but I knew she thought us maths and additional maths. I totally sucked at additional maths. I think most of the students in my class flunked it. Once, we were so proud that someone in our class got 20 out 100 for a test (or something like that, heck it was ages ago).

I always felt like this was a prison. The only class I was good at was English. Though I did enjoy biology, I barely passed. I think it was a mistake taking up the science stream. I totally sucked at it.

I never played any sports in my school. That would explain my weakling demure. I still don't play any sports. The only thing that I actually liked was swimming and cycling. I don't play any team sports or things that involve hand-eye cordination. I couldn't hit a ball with a racket.

I really tooked up cycling when I was in the US, was fun to cycle in St. Cloud as it was really flat. I won a racer in a bet. Yew Sum was leaving and he wanted to give away his old racer he inherited from his sister. It was old but it still worked. One day, me, Yew Sum and Siva when out for lunch at a chinese buffet shop. As we were having watermelon for desserts, Yew Sum announced that who ever can guest how many watermelon seeds was in his mouth, he could have the bike. It was between 1 to 3. I said 3 while Siva guessed 1. Yew Sum then spitted out 3 seeds. After we got home, Yew Sum said he actually planned to give me the bike already but Siva kept pestering him for it. So I asked him what if I guessed the wrong number of seeds in his mouth, he replied "I was going to swallow the rest if you guessed 1 or 2".

Now when ever I see watermelons, I think of Yew Sum. I could just see his expression now as he was trying so hard not to laugh as he spat out the watermelon seeds. He must have been glad he didn't have to swallow any seeds then.