Whilst I am going crazy from all the drillings right above me, I got to do something to not really go crazy. Haha.
Okay, so since my lasik surgery, it has been about 1.5mths? Time flies man. My eyesight now is pretty good. Just that my eyes get tired and dry really easily then my vision will blur abit. But its expected, because my eyes will require 2-6mths for complete recovery, and at the same time i know my eyesight cannot be fully corrected. We are talking about reducing 900-1000 degrees man. So with just about 100 degrees left in my eyes, I am already contented. :)
Okay next, I went to australiaaaaaa! Wooohooo! I was really afraid that it would become yet another empty promise by my dad. About 7 years ago, my dad asked us to plan a trip to australia, but sadly we couldnt book any tickets for that trip and hence it was pooofed. Same goes for a hokkaido trip that has not beed fulfilled for about the same number of years. Well, the trip was a great one and I would definitely wanna go back again. Its just to relax and take a breather from all the stuff that is happening in singapore. Everyone needs a break.
And so, I am now back in singapore, prepping for the new academic year. Its my final year i NUS! I am so so happy! Yet also kinda sad. Happy cos I dont have to study so hard anymore, sad cos its time to leave a place that I am so used to. But then again, I still have to study another year in NIE and I will definitely be going back to NUS TKD for trainings. So the happy thing becomes sad, while the sad thing becomes happy. Oh wells, what am I saying.. I really hope the new academic yeay would go well for me, since AY13/14 was a really horrible one. Incidents after incidents, failures after failures. But in the end, I still have to pick myself up and push on..
Lastly, a vert amusing thing happened! I ran into my pri sch classmate while out lunching with luomin. So basically, luomin and i were classmates when we were p4, and we ran into this classmate who bullied me ALOT. Hahahaha. He wasnt even able to recognise us! But after 12 years, i supposed we changed alot..? I couldnt recognise him at first till luomin pointed out. In my memory it was always a small little boy with a mischievous face running up to me and calling me names, then running away. So different from now. Oh well, people do grow up. This made me remember lots of the bullying incidents that happened when I was young. Not only by that boy though. Since I am so bored now and am escaping from reading my readings for my FYP, I shall list some major bullyings I experienced. Please, don't laugh. It may seem really minor and bo liao, but hey, I was only a kid at that time!
1) The first bully I met was when I was in kindergarten. She was a girl named Theresa. She was thin and a little scrawny, and had long hair with curls. I remembered that we were doing colouring assignment and I kept using the colour pink, cos I as a little girl, loved pink alot. Then suddenly, she came up to me and scolded me, saliva splashing onto me: "PINK PINK PINk! Everytime use PINK!" Making it like it was a sin to keep using the colour pink. I got such a shock that I never ever liked pink again. Except till now where I am slowly accepting the colour pink again. That took me 10 years!
2) The second bully I remember was when I was P1 or P2. The class remained the same for that 2 years so I cant remember which year it was. There was this girl, called peiying, with long hair, who liked to scold me stupid for no reason. Everyday I will just hear her scold me stupid. And all I did
was to keep it to myself, not daring to tell anyone because I was too scared. So everyday before alighting the car, I will close my eyes and take a deep breath then go out. One day, my mum happened to turn back and saw me doing that. She asked me why, and then I immediately burst into tears. T.T how worried would my mum have been? She brought me into the school and talked to my teacher while I was brought to the assembly grounds. Later that day, She apologised and even kissed me. Eww so gross. Luckily it was on the face not mouth. Hahahaha. But all in all, it was settled. No more bullying from her. In those two years I was also called ribena, abacus and stuff by a boy called malcom, but I was doing well in the class so it didnt feel so bad. i had pretty good friends then.
3) In primary 3, we were streamed to different classes and I was the only one that made it into 3A. Haha not trying to boast here. So I entered a class full of smart asses, with extremely hard work. My mum was pushing me alot. My then neighbour also entered the same class, and we were just best buddies. So I was sort of happy then, just that this boy colin liked to pick on girls. i wasnt spared of course. I had sinus problems since I was young, and so I always rubbed my nose and being a young kid, i will dig sometimes to clear and congestion. Ahem, sorry if its gross. So on top of the usual ribena and stuff, I had the nickname yi li pi sai. Basically stems from my name Li Min, and the li taken out to be made into that nickname. i have no idea why it was the case. -.- but i remember emphasising that I am Li Min and not Rebecca, cos I was too sick and tired of being called ribena. Oh wells, so p3 i was picked on but it wasnt that bad.
4) Then, after P3, i transferred school. From mayflower pri to ai tong sch. Big change. I knew no one while everyone knew each other for a year already. Because of my height, I was paired up at the front rows, sat in the front rows, with the shorter people. And thats probably how the small boy started picking on me. And that boy was the guy who i ran into yesterday. Okay, because we have mutual friends and stuff, and both me and luomin added him on fb, i shall leave him anonymous. The rest of the ppl above are people who i have no idea where they are or what the look like now. This small little boy who was smaller than me then, kept calling me ribena. I remember this particular scene where our class was walking up the stairs back to the class, and he suddenly ran in front of me, called me ribena, laughed, and ran away. I was like what? And felt so sad I cried. Hahaha. Actually at that time i was new and scared so i cried very easily. Lol. But then again, why was i such a crybaby! Useless rbc! Useless! Hahahahah.
5) but he wasnt the only bully I encountered in primary 4. I was ganged up against by a group of girls. The leader, shall not be named. I actually have friends who know her. Her name is rather unique so its rather easy to find out who she is. But anyways, we were friends at first. Always hung out tgt during recess. I wasnt buddies with luomin then. So somehow, they started disliking me. We were once tasked to do a project together and while we were in the midst of finalising the project, and only left with the buying of scrapbook for presentation, they said: We dont want to friend you anymore. You are not in our group anymore. I was shocked. We were in the school bookshop then. They left. I started crying. And crying and sobbing away. (Oh i can remember the exact feeling then). So luckily, my other classmates saw the seen. One of the girl was a prefect. Her name was Grace. She let me joined their group even though they were all done with the work. Only left with the presentation part. I was hesitant because I felt like i didnt contribute to anything. But the rest of the group welcomed me. So I was really really thankful to them. And thats when I became better friends with luomin. Haha. Not sure if she was in that group though :/. But the bullying didnt end. I was still called names and sneered at by that girl. I was so sad, and I decided to write a letter to our form teacher telling her about it cos I didnt dare to tell the teacher directly. That girl, saw me writing things on my foolscap paper, and during recess, she ransacked my bag and read it. When i returned from recess, I realised my bag was ransacked and she was staring at me and kept saying that I am trying to act pitiful to the teacher. Hey, what did I do wrong? But in the end, the letter wasnt given to the teacher. And by then, the year ended and I got out of 4B once and for all. Comparing the guy and the girl, the girl left a bigger scar. The guy still did felt bad when i cried, but that girl was just. Oh my god.
6) P5 & 6. It was two years of the same class. By then I was slightly braver. And not much ppl bullied me. The boys sitting around me were rather well behaved, except for one or two. And ribena wasnt called on a daily basis. But then, there was once when I was handing out worksheets, i walked past a mischievous boy who I have never ever talked to, and he suddenly just called me ribena/banana. Then suddenly, I am back to the crybaby. I was so upset i went back to my seat and cried. Quietly cried. Anyway, when ever i cried, I will bury my head and tear. No sobbing or bawling. Except for that time in the bookshop where i just wept. So most people didnt know i cried. But all in all, i had good friends, so i just decided to accept things slowly. Haha.
7) Secondary 1. New school, new class, new ppl. There was a really really really naughty boy who is basically a little ah beng who bullied everybody. I always got bullied and always cried. And whats worst, my teacher was swapping his place cos he was too noisy, he was placed right next to me. I was like OH NO and started crying. He got a shock and said okay, okay, i wont bully you! I promise! Well, that promise was broken. Hahahha. I was bullied for a good one year. But around that time, i myself became a bully. I started being mean to people i didnt liked. But after that i had some realisation and apologised. Bullying is not the right thing.
8) Secondary 2,3,4. My classmates were pretty much the same. Just a few changes. But the bullies were there. But as guys mature, they were less of a bully. Just mainly picking on people sometimes. I was also sick of getting bullied, so I changed. I became really really short tempered. I will always show my black face so that no one will dare to come near me. And as expected, I had few friends. But our clique remained for long, cos thankfully they understood me. I joined taekwondo, hoping it will steer some ppl away. Overall effectiveness was okay. But i shouldnt have become the black faced girl then. My classmates knew me as the quiet girl. Because i felt that the less i interact, the more they wont want to come near me. I was pretty much in the unpopular gang which was whatever to me la.
After secondary school, bullying never became a problem anymore. We all grew up. Im more accepting of being called names. I didnt care anymore. Whats the point of getting upset to make the bullies feel happy? They are losing a friend in the process. But so long as they grow up and stop what they did, the past is the past.
