I wonder if the Three Random Facts meme was a lazy-version spin off the Se7en meme?
Anyway, the timing of both is uncanny and I got this one from Vandice. I guess I will just pick 3 random facts out of the original 7 and fill in the details.
Here Goes...
5. I stole when I was in kindergarten.
I remember my classroom being this big hall where all of us would sit on the floor during lessons or story-time with the little tables and chairs behind us for our writing and drawing activities.
The side of the hall were cabinets where the toys are. However, do not confuse this with the toys that we are supposed to be playing with. Playtoys were in the bins. These "special toys" were for decorative purposes. They were still in their original plastic wrapping/packaging. Although they were dusted regularly, we could see the sign of age when the plastic covers were starting to lose their clarity.
So there was this toy pack with 3 figurines in it and two other classmates (can't remember their names) and I were eyeing it for the longest time. We would often pick up the pack and give it a shake from time to time in the hope that the figurines may fall out and we get to play with it.
Then there was this one day, the packaging finally gave way at the bottom and the 3 figurines fell out. Each of us took one home, leaving the empty pack back onto the shelf.
I was happy for the rest of the day until guilt and fear started to set in later in the evening. I was guilty and ashamed of what I did and I slept in fear that the police were going to catch me.
I took the figurine back the next day and put it back into the pack. Coincidentally, so did the other 2 classmates.
6. I stabbed my classmate when I was in Primary 2.
I was in the afternoon session and it was the last period of the day before heading down for the flag-lowering ceremony and calling it a day.
I remembered clearly that we were having Maths and we had to finish our sums and hand in our exercise books before the bell. Time was clearly running out and I was no where near completion. I was sprinting through my sums as I started to panic while the clock ticked away mercilessly.
Wai sat next to me and being the smart kid that he was, finished way ahead of me and was starting to pack his bags. Seeing that I was panicking, he started to jee jee siao siao with me. On hindsight, he was merely just kachowing me for fun only but at that very moment, I didn't see it that way. I took my work seriously and emotions were running high.
I snapped.
I plunged the mechanical pencil that I was using into his back.
I frozed.
Unfortunately, as I originally intended to just jab him, it was a tad heavy handed and it went in a bit deeper than expected, like perhaps 5mm?
What followed was a loud shrill and Wai start crying. We were both called up to the front and I explained the whole situation. I got punished with whacks of the ruler on my palms.
What surprised me was that Wai got punished too.
I grinned.
Our parents met shortly after and I had to apologise to Wai for the outburst and we were friends again.
That was more than 25 years ago and I heard Wai is a doctor now.
Glad I did my part to straighten him out. :P
2. I should have been dead at the age of 26.
I was working in a multinational company and had the opportunity to come into contact with a lot of expats. Perhaps due to my sociable nature I made friends with them pretty easily. They came from all over the world. UK, The Netherlands, New Zealand, Australia, USA, South Africa, just to name a few.
Then there was this one time when the Corporate Services managers from Hong Kong (a Brit) and Australia (an Aussie... duh....) came over to Singapore for meetings. When the day was over, I played the host and took them out for dinner before heading back to Garden Hotel for drinks.
We were having a blast and we were chugging drink after drink after drink. I had to call it a day at 1.30am as we all have to get back to work in the morning.
I drove.
I was obviously over the limit as far as alcohol-in-blood was concerned but I was handling the car well (impaired judgment under influence).
As I was making my final approach down a steep slope outside my apartment, I dozed off and drifted into the middle of the 2-way street, straddling the white line.
I didn't see the other car heading in the opposite direction.
I did noticed a bright light in my face but was too sleepy to figure out what it was.
We were going to collide head on.
It must have been a miracle by the grace of God that I woke up at the very last split second to swerve my car to the left and we past each other at high speed. We were so close that we could see each other's faces in detail flashing past.
CRACK!
My right side mirror disappeared.
I became sober from 0 to 100 in no time. The sudden surge of adrenaline must have dissipated all alcohol from my clouded brain. I pulled over and got out of the car. I thought the other chap would have done the same thing for after all, both we incurred damages to our car, albeit minor.
The other car didn't stop.
Then it occurred to me.
The other car driver was drunk too.
God must have saved me that night and I started going to church ever since as part of saying thank you for a second chance in life.
Today, I don't drink and drive or at the very least limit my drinking if I am driving.
While I am not proud to say that I may have lapsed a couple of times over the years, I sure damn well going to continue to try to keep these two apart.
So help me, God.
- Voxeros
Anyway, the timing of both is uncanny and I got this one from Vandice. I guess I will just pick 3 random facts out of the original 7 and fill in the details.
Here Goes...
5. I stole when I was in kindergarten.
I remember my classroom being this big hall where all of us would sit on the floor during lessons or story-time with the little tables and chairs behind us for our writing and drawing activities.
The side of the hall were cabinets where the toys are. However, do not confuse this with the toys that we are supposed to be playing with. Playtoys were in the bins. These "special toys" were for decorative purposes. They were still in their original plastic wrapping/packaging. Although they were dusted regularly, we could see the sign of age when the plastic covers were starting to lose their clarity.
So there was this toy pack with 3 figurines in it and two other classmates (can't remember their names) and I were eyeing it for the longest time. We would often pick up the pack and give it a shake from time to time in the hope that the figurines may fall out and we get to play with it.
Then there was this one day, the packaging finally gave way at the bottom and the 3 figurines fell out. Each of us took one home, leaving the empty pack back onto the shelf.
I was happy for the rest of the day until guilt and fear started to set in later in the evening. I was guilty and ashamed of what I did and I slept in fear that the police were going to catch me.
I took the figurine back the next day and put it back into the pack. Coincidentally, so did the other 2 classmates.
6. I stabbed my classmate when I was in Primary 2.
I was in the afternoon session and it was the last period of the day before heading down for the flag-lowering ceremony and calling it a day.
I remembered clearly that we were having Maths and we had to finish our sums and hand in our exercise books before the bell. Time was clearly running out and I was no where near completion. I was sprinting through my sums as I started to panic while the clock ticked away mercilessly.
Wai sat next to me and being the smart kid that he was, finished way ahead of me and was starting to pack his bags. Seeing that I was panicking, he started to jee jee siao siao with me. On hindsight, he was merely just kachowing me for fun only but at that very moment, I didn't see it that way. I took my work seriously and emotions were running high.
I snapped.
I plunged the mechanical pencil that I was using into his back.
I frozed.
Unfortunately, as I originally intended to just jab him, it was a tad heavy handed and it went in a bit deeper than expected, like perhaps 5mm?
What followed was a loud shrill and Wai start crying. We were both called up to the front and I explained the whole situation. I got punished with whacks of the ruler on my palms.
What surprised me was that Wai got punished too.
I grinned.
Our parents met shortly after and I had to apologise to Wai for the outburst and we were friends again.
That was more than 25 years ago and I heard Wai is a doctor now.
Glad I did my part to straighten him out. :P
2. I should have been dead at the age of 26.
I was working in a multinational company and had the opportunity to come into contact with a lot of expats. Perhaps due to my sociable nature I made friends with them pretty easily. They came from all over the world. UK, The Netherlands, New Zealand, Australia, USA, South Africa, just to name a few.
Then there was this one time when the Corporate Services managers from Hong Kong (a Brit) and Australia (an Aussie... duh....) came over to Singapore for meetings. When the day was over, I played the host and took them out for dinner before heading back to Garden Hotel for drinks.We were having a blast and we were chugging drink after drink after drink. I had to call it a day at 1.30am as we all have to get back to work in the morning.
I drove.
I was obviously over the limit as far as alcohol-in-blood was concerned but I was handling the car well (impaired judgment under influence).
As I was making my final approach down a steep slope outside my apartment, I dozed off and drifted into the middle of the 2-way street, straddling the white line.
I didn't see the other car heading in the opposite direction.
I did noticed a bright light in my face but was too sleepy to figure out what it was.
We were going to collide head on.
It must have been a miracle by the grace of God that I woke up at the very last split second to swerve my car to the left and we past each other at high speed. We were so close that we could see each other's faces in detail flashing past.
CRACK!
My right side mirror disappeared.
I became sober from 0 to 100 in no time. The sudden surge of adrenaline must have dissipated all alcohol from my clouded brain. I pulled over and got out of the car. I thought the other chap would have done the same thing for after all, both we incurred damages to our car, albeit minor.
The other car didn't stop.
Then it occurred to me.
The other car driver was drunk too.
God must have saved me that night and I started going to church ever since as part of saying thank you for a second chance in life.
Today, I don't drink and drive or at the very least limit my drinking if I am driving.
While I am not proud to say that I may have lapsed a couple of times over the years, I sure damn well going to continue to try to keep these two apart.
So help me, God.
Image Credit: http://cloudfront4.bostinno.com; http://www.drawinganddrafting.com.au
- Voxeros
1. Zhe Bin left...
And I snapped and gave him a black eye. I was guilty for hurting him lah. But I didn't think I was wrong for retaliating though. Maybe I should paint on his top instead.
Friday, 16 September 2005 5:46 am
Yes. Don't drink and drive. = ) I think it's not time for you to go so.. Anyway, I gave my classmate a black eye when I was in Primary 2, too! Primary 2 is an evil year. He used 'water colour' and splash on my top. And I was so frantic I thought I would, like you always say, 'die until very ugly' when I get home.And I snapped and gave him a black eye. I was guilty for hurting him lah. But I didn't think I was wrong for retaliating though. Maybe I should paint on his top instead.
2. Little Dowager left...
Friday, 16 September 2005 5:49 am :: http://littledowager.blogsome.com
wah, zhebin you haven't sleep ah?! I also physically abused my classmate in primary 2.. I scratched her on the back of her hand.. Pri 2 is a bad year!
3. JayWalk left...
ZheBin & Little Dowager*: Like the saying goes:
"Tis Always Better To Give Than To Receive"
ZheBin & Little Dowager*: Like the saying goes:
"Tis Always Better To Give Than To Receive"
4. zeenie left...
helping you with your random message of the day. Ha!
Friday, 16 September 2005 9:31 am
I oso kena dis one (from Mr Moron, still thinking how to do them, maybe i should just combine them both? got discount or not ah? the se7en minus the random 3 you get fantastic four!! Aiyah, better not ah, 4 not good lumber. LOL helping you with your random message of the day. Ha!
5. JayWalk left...
Friday, 16 September 2005 9:41 am ::
Zeenie: If you pantang about numbers, then I suggest you do 8! Lucky number what......
6. faythxz left...
Friday, 16 September 2005 11:18 am
woah! so violent sia, all i did in pri sch was to say "i dun friend u already". anyway, i am glad u control drinking and driving now as i had a close shave myself and its so not worth it to lose your life!
7. JayWalk left...
faythxz: Yes yes.... I have anger management issues.... haiz.... :P
faythxz: Yes yes.... I have anger management issues.... haiz.... :P
8. vanna left...
Friday, 16 September 2005 12:49 pm
danger danger to drink & drive.. thanks god you r safe & sound... :)
9. JayWalk left...
Friday, 16 September 2005 1:20 pm ::
Vanna: Yeah man. I learned my lesson that time although I need a whack in the head from time to time as I had a tendency to forget.
10. Vandice left...
Friday, 16 September 2005 1:54 pm :: http://twiuc.blogspot.com
Steady! Thks for completing the meme. Sorry bro, been very very busy lately with work. No time to blog so only cut & paste mostly... No time to comment even... But I got read and listen to Uncle geek lah...
11. akk left...
Friday, 16 September 2005 2:40 pm
yah....Thank God. Really. And less drinking? * nanny mode*
12. JayWalk left...
Vandice: Uncle Geek your head lah....
*poke eye* *poke eye* *poke eye* *poke eye*
Akk: Definitely less drinking coz have to send you guys home mah. Acherly also better for the liver lah. :)
Vandice: Uncle Geek your head lah....
*poke eye* *poke eye* *poke eye* *poke eye*
Akk: Definitely less drinking coz have to send you guys home mah. Acherly also better for the liver lah. :)
13. nadnut left...
Friday, 16 September 2005 5:20 pm :: http://nadnut.blogspot.com
woah. that was a close shave.... no more drinking! hahahah.
14. kIm left...
Friday, 16 September 2005 7:14 pm
My mechanical pencil's tip poked my friend's palm when I was in Sec 3/4. And I managed to drag the pencil down, so it became a huge long valley of blood. It was an accident, but that didnt stop my friend from accusing me for trying to change her life line. I felt so guilty that I nearly cried.
15. Lynne left...
Yes, please do not ever drink and drive again, thank goodess all you parties turn out OK.
Friday, 16 September 2005 8:40 pm
Wah, guys are sooooo violent, stabbed people at such a young age. We gals only pull each others' hair, hahahaha. Yes, please do not ever drink and drive again, thank goodess all you parties turn out OK.
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