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Written at Sunday, June 6, 2010 | back to top

We smile
As we talk to our friends
We laugh
as we joke about the funny stuffs we experience
But never have we share
Our secrets
behind those smiles
Some are fake
Some are natural
Some are just due to your friend who are by your side

We live in a world where there will be people who
Smiles
while the other will cry
Laugh, another emotionless
This is the balance in life
So what is balance
This is my story
The story behind this smile
The ever laughable me

Born on November 20 1989
I was born prematurely
3 weeks in exactly
Where the new
KK stood on now
Was also the very first I gave my cry

Fast Forward to 6 years on
There now 5 in the family
Father, Mother
Sis, Just 11 months apart
Another 5 years distance
We moved from Pasir Ris to Bukit Batok
School at Lianhua Primary
Motto
Loyalty and Honesty
From that onwards
I have value those two words
Deeply
Dad always called me a crybaby
My First year at Lianhua Pri
Was late for class
I was so scared to go to sch
I basically stop myself
from being drag by my mom
from going to sch
Eventually manage to reach school
After my mom won a tug of war with me
From all those 2km from home to school
Still remember vividly
The teacher
and the students
it was during pe lessons
Mom told them I was very scared
I got scolded for being late
Teacher of course laugh at it
Smiled at me and told me to join the class
I was very into the rules
Still very mute and shy to people
Made few friends at primary sch

Onto secondary
During my lower sec
Still was I a crybaby
Still sensitive at stuffs
The very first best friend
Prakash
was actually introduce by my first friend in sec
Shameer
My class was very protective about me
they respected me
of who I am
More of me being Smart
But i basically think that
I can understand
nothing to do with smart
Smart people are those who no need listen
can still do their exams
We are all born in a way
The same
We need to learn
Only then can we learn to understand
I just happen to understand fast and absorb

On to Upper Secondary School
Still shy
but manage to open up abit
Mix around
Won my very first individual Gold medal
Was the best achievement in my life
100m,200m,400m and 4x100m
plus the Individual Champion
and the Class Boys and Girls
4/1
Champions
Manage to go on to sec 5
N lvl manage to do well
Only to lose to my sis the year after
By a point
She still tease me about it whenever we tok about N level
Only to fail to go to poly
Mr Hoe, form teacher
could only say
You did well for your Science
A1
but with 3 subs that I failed
And no course in poly that I can enlist
On to ITE

This is the year
I learn alot
Growing up
Learning alot of things
Many types of people you will see
People who critise ITE
are to be ashamed of themselves
Cause if you have seen the people in ITE
You have seen one part of it
The horns, the loud people, the fights
But from another view of it
Comes the glow
the hope of them
Achieving something
No, it is not the end
It is the beginning of my life
But through this time
There was love, which was left
broken, and a soul who left us
It is true that
She gave me the taste of love
only to leave it behind
bitter
My late dad
pass away during my 2nd year of ITE
whole family was shaked
We just lost the head of the family

But i learned that
Love is complicated
Never have there been straightforward
And there are more girls and guys
Who have been more broken
Who deserve some mending
From that day onwards
I understand that
God gave me the gift
of knowing how it feels hurt to get heartbroken
and giving me this goal to help people from this

I knew that I never actually see the good side of my dad
Always thinking im weak
Saying that i cant do it
Even doing simple work
Cause I'm clusmy
Even after proving to my dad that
I have changed
I'm no more the boy
I'm the man
After his funeral
My mom told his story
of how my dad is to her
Only then
Did i knew
that he was a better person
He worked hard
Protected my mom
Never betrayed my mom
They were both heartbroken also
And from it
my mom told me that
Even thought I followed most of my mom ways
There are a Dad in me

ITE also gave me the hope for me
To learn something from it
We are born
To let others learn from us
Not brag about you being the best
Or having the most money you have
It is about helping others
Spread the message
We have become very sterotypers
Due to the media
We should always know that
In every bad, there is a good in him
Like my dad
He may have been bad to me
But deep down
He is a good person

And now I have finally move to Poly life
I thank God for all the tests
which bring me experiences
and courage
value and lessons
to bring who I am
Life is short and hard
but never have there,been an experience worth journeying for
This is my story

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