My life...

As for those who might not have known me quite well, or those who know me well but might have missed out on something. This is it, this is the story of my life.

ps. will make it as short as possible for those who are actually reading...

Born in Assunta Hospital in petaling jaya on the 10th of oct 1986. I was a wee lil lad being brought into the world. With lil memories of my childhood days, i dont think i have much to say. As from what i have heard,I remember being quite a good kid, as my mum says so. All i needed was to have a biscuit to eat and ill shut my mouth up in the car, so quiet till the point my mum can actually leave me in the car alone while she runs out to grab my sister from school.

Family moved to the land down under for a year after i was born. We moved back to malaysia after that as my parents thought it was just too unreasonable for my dad to travel back and forth from malaysia to melbourne just to see the family. One of the biggest regret of my mum was not to give birth to me in melbourne, as i would then be a citizenship of Australia and Malaysia.

Went back to malaysia. Dont think i have much or any recollection of my kindergarden days. Knew i was one of the tallest, and i was then actually slim...SLIM dammit!!! knew i always had to read some jack and jill books i think, the blue, red or green books i think depending on how good if your english. also knew that i was quite good in english and i was probably the fastest reader to the point that the teacher didnt even bother asking me to read anything anymore. Also have fond memories of having syrup water with cool 'pasar malam' biscuits which i truly liked. Also remembered that i thought my sister was my brothers friend instead of actually being my sister as by the time i was really conscious of my existence, my sister was already studying in Melbourne and would only return once a year i think.

As the years went on, i lived the life of an ordinary kid. Going to a chinese primary school. I remembered that i didnt know a single word of chinese and during the first day of school when the teachers asked in mandarin whether anyone wanted to go to the loo, i replied...in english ...teacher...what is che suo.

Time passed, at a real quick pace, i learned mandarin,became a lazy kid, president of my class, have lots of interest in sports, ate alot and became fat, scored 2A and 5B for UPSR etc...

Form 1 came, went to a private school called methodist high school klang. parents thought it would be good as they thought that private schools offered good education. It appeared otherwise. I became more lazy, without doing a single work throughout the whole year.Parents then decided to change my school to a government school, ACS klang(anglo chinese school)

Went to a new school the year later. With everyone already knowing each other and having their own clicks, it was hard to try to get to know anyone. Tried my best and got to know a couple of people, and from a couple of people, i got to know more people...or so called friends. Not long after, i basicaly got to know everyone...thus i started realising that i do have a bit of social skills, just one that i find it hard to know people at the very start, but if you give me time...ill know everyone eventually.

government schools are after all government schools, teachers will not spare you the cane, as theyll smack the living shits out of you at any chance they get. Classes vary from A class students to F class students in terms of results. As i wasnt the brightest of students , i was slotted in the middle...class Azam with students averaging a C or so. After a year, i tried a lil...not alot...to actually study and soon upgraded myself to a one class higher...Cergas.

The following year came, form 3...the year of PMR. However, it wasnt really a PMR year in my head, as i strived to get into the basketball team. The basketball coach was my neighbout, whom i have never spoke to before this, even though he lives directly opposite me, some 6 meters away from my house only separated by the road. Basketball was my only salvation, i did everything for it. Sacrificed my saturdays, as trainings were from 7 to 12 every saturday, while after training, all anyone could do was to crawl to the local mamak store to eat and crawl back, shower and sleep till 5. My body would be aching everytime i wake up and my whole day will be gone due to exhaustion.Made it to the basketball team. The rest was history. PMR wasnt though, with me doing quite badly in it, only got 2A,2B,2C,1D.

Form 4 came, did alright i guess. Got into a relationship that last a good couple of years. Studies were all right, family problems were really shaky though as family relationships were just a pain in the ass. Life took a drastic turn in direction, a good turn and life started being good again after months of depression, anger and hatred.

Parents decided to send me to Australia to study year 11 and 12. Went to a few schools that accepted me to check it out. Finally chose Caulfield Grammar School for probably the lamest reason: their basketball court looks the coolest, and their uniforms are nice. Unlike Wesley where their uniform were purple in colour, Melbourne Grammar School ...all boys. Haileybury...too far out from the city. Caulfield proved to be the best place to be. Apart from that, it had its own Overseas community which i found really interesting. Sure, all schools had international students, but no such community to bring them togeher. Im not trying to be a anti socialite, but a community of international students just like me do help you feel at home at times when you feel out of place.

The 2 years i spent in CGS was awesome. Got to know many friends, learnt the aussie culture along the way too. Study wise, went alright, teachers were really dedicated to the students...something i have not experienced before in my past schools. They would help you to any extent, where it be them staying back after school just to help you out, or even giving you their phone numbers so you can call them to ask them anything at anytime...well...any reasonable time at least. Managed to get an enter score of 88.05. Nothing to brag about, but it is quite a good result considering i used to fail my subs back in malaysia, and for those i passed, i was flirting between the borders of passing and failing.

As for this year, i got into University of Melbourne to do Bachelor of Information Systems. Actually wanted to stay out on my own or with a friend from high school but dad forced me to live in college. Was actually un happy about it. Moved into International house...started off slowly, being quite the quiet person who im usually not. After a while, i manage to meet friends, and more other friends. And i think my breakthrough time was during cafe. Had the opportunity to do so when grace asked me to join in their dance of grease for cafe international. The rest was history, i got to know heaps of friends, probably the whole of college even. Did not get a spot in student club, probably due to the fact that im just slack...but i got a spot in being an oweeker...

I guess thats it...a short synopsis of my life...Nothing to fancy...just a journey...and i guess...an introduction about my life to those who dont know me that well...