Thursday, February 08, 2007

PEKABO!!!!

Oh Well.. I Was Forced To Type By Haziq. So... FORCE OI FORCE!!!!

Sec 1 - [. NOOBS .]
1st year in Dunearn Secondary School. Felt nothing. Attitude during CCA, lessons, after school as there was no life during the year of the newbies. Skipped band practices with Qam. Run here Run there. Then in class i'm only concentrating on setting up the overhead projector for history lessons more than my studies. I don't care about everything. What i knew was that i always got scold by Mr Vijay. His tutorial improved my Mathematics but all the other subjects ended up into the drain.. To sum up everything, sec 1 was nothing.


Sec 2 - [. Abu:PEKABO!!! , Zulkifli:BAIK!!! .]
The fun begins. Keeps on writing lines everyday in malay class by Suhaini Sarikon with Fahrun. Day by day, i got to know more about the 2e1 because my longest serving fren named Zulkifli (Wak Bir) was there. Then we joke here joke there.. POWER CORE!! After school always end up in the field diving and get dirty.Wonder how many soccer balls are gone during the actitivity.Well, at least everyone improved in soccer. By that time Mr Vijay's hairy chest was out of my mind oredi as he didn't teach mathematics anymore. Hunger for success started to grow in my mind. Force myself to go for Band after Qam quitted the CCA. (WORTH IT OI).


Sec 3 - [. HAHAHA! SHORT PANTS SIAL! HAHAHA! .]
The life starts here! FUUHYOOOO LONG PANTS. Kept on teasing the lower secondary pupils after that. Fun seh. By that time, National Wak-Wak Organisation was born! Chalet, soccer, mosh, cycling, Project I.K. hehe.. Recess = Eat together, Drink together, Pee together, go up class together. Baik ah.. Like wat Qam said, it was my favourite year too! Our general Zulkifli was always there to give Aiman, Qam, Hafiz and me a fun time in class every day. However, a lot became busy with their stuffs like Student Leader, SYF, Dunearnite.. but then all these little things are the one which help us became closer.. Like throwing zai at the mat behind the hall. Everything ended so soon i guess. Good for Zai though.. haha


Sec 4 - [. FORCE OI FORCE!! .]
Ee er Angsa Chee Bye! Everyone starts to scare... except NWO. Nearly the whole batch of sec 4s went home early everyday but we kept on forcing ourselves to play soccer.Katai here katai there. Study group always ended up playing scrabble or making noise in the library. As usual, Zai got punished for nothing. Too bad arh. Then we beat up feros, tear ryan's certificate(HAHA), throw "mercun" at people's house, food fight, EVERYTHING THAT WE COULD DO. All good things must come to an end. O levels started and chiong all the way till it was over. Then got prom which I and Justin didn't turn up. After that, bb.


By Order: Abu Huzaifah

at 6:38:00 pm

before i start reminiscing..
as in wak customs and tradition, PEKABO to all.

sec1
i didnt love the school that much. coming from a sucky primary school with a lack of friends, i wasnt quite interested in getting to know new people. the only pal i had was Aidil. fresh and raw, everyone's impression of the other were innocent and harmless. in years to come though, brutality merged with our souls (power phrase man!). anw, i soon realise that friends were everywhere.

sec2
hell of a year man!
people start changing. wilder than the once-innocent-asses we were then. and most particularly, our puberty stages have reached optimum. so everyone has a chance to be horny. LOL. so p*rn was quite "famous" that time. sec2 was also the year we sophomores get lazy. HELL lazy. BLASPHEMOUSLY lazy man. girls, soccer, peer pressure, malls, HW...bla3. so yeah, power huh? at that time, i considered smoking to be a dreadful thing. wow, looks who's talking now. and yes to haziq, we were quite hostile during that year. 2E1 and 2E5 were like neighbouring countries hoping that the other party wont declare war for any particular reason. so yes, we didnt talk much. the rest of the sec2 classes werent even in the damn picture (srry to justin and james, i only got to know you guys in sec3). so thats sec2, when we were dumb.

sec3
powersificationismified extravaganzaicificationism.
NWO was fully an official guild amongst the sec3 boys because that year, WE UNITE. hell yeah! my favourite year. slacked even more man. but slacking has its consequences. our general Zulkifli Hassan didnt quite make it through. *one minute of silence* HAHA, likes hes dead or something. nahh, just didnt experience sec4 with us. too bad huh. and yes, more soccer, girl problems, peer pressure (and i got hooked onto smoking, bummer). our debut wak BBQ was during that year too. Muz's birthday it was. rating for the bbq, POWER CORE. and also, Icarus was formed. *holding back tears* im so proud!

sec4
"O levels beb! O levels siol! its O level man this year!! FUCKING O levels! yeah, O levels so what?!"

everyone was so hyped abt it. for me, sec4 was my downfall. i screwed everything. heres something to share to you guys. my family had a bad turnoff (shant elaborate much abt that). i was warded in hospital for 3 days because of high fever. i had a wrecked love life (but who cares?) and everything fucked up happened that year man. you guys didnt know it because i dont think anyone would care. pfft! i havent tried, thats why. anw, PROM was also during that year. i hated prom. even though the stuff following that were kinda wicked fun!

post O levels
not working but with lotsa cash. waiting for fucking results and yes, TMR IT IS.

qam

at 1:34:00 pm

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

RESULTS DAY

ok guys, friday is the big day for all of us, RESULTS DAY!! Now, we shall take a walk down memory lane................................................
Remember the time, when we were all in secondary one, freashly baked from our respective primary schools, very raw, intimidated by our own future which lay before us in dunearn, always thinking the next move we make in this dangerous game of life and for some, venturing into the reality of life and have found new entertainment, P_ _ N(you guys should know this).

Secondary two, getting a bit relax now a year older, forgetting or to some extend, incredibly lazy to complete our homeworks/study. Playing and having fun is all that we care. Soccer, bowling, girls, lan, online games, class outings and most importantly, finding ourself an identity in dunearn. I could still remember the period of time when the malay ppl from 2e1 and 2e5 respectively watch and communicate with each other in an unusuall, secretive and to a small extend, in a hostile manner. How dumb we were.

Secondary three, a year where we move into a new class, new classroom, new classmates, new teachers and a new focus in life, preparing ourselves for the dreatfull 'O' levels examination. In this particular year, we also lost a favourite, loving member and the founder of this brotherhood, Zulkifli Hassan. Not that he is dead or anything but simply speaking, he is not able to graduate and celebrate with us this year, 2007. This is also the year where we organise our first bbq at east coast! This event was also in conjuction with the celebration of Muzhaffar's Adnan(aka muz) birthday. This is also where we start to come out great ideas of throwing zai into the sea and all other man-made/natural things which have a hole in them. We even go to the extend of digging a sand pit at east coast to throw him in but it never happened.(haha)

Secondary four, the year of the infamous 'O' levels examination, but for most of us, it was just another big test to get out of secondary school. This idea stayed with us from the begining of 2006 to somewhere around late june, afterwhich we panic after knowing how important 'O' levels is. This was the year of the late, great and memorable soccer matches we had after the grueling peer-tutoring. Going back home only when the watch shows somewhere between 6-7pm. Soon the exam papers we right infront of us, questions were thrown into our faces, reading them carefully and our mind locked onto the paper. Soon, the gruelling and worrying came to an end. We experince our first prom night together, booked a hotel room and had one hell of a time together!

Those were the days guys, i hope we could keep up this friendship until we are roughly 90+++ years old.

Anyway, fellow honourable knights of this organisation, i stand here before all of you to inform that we great men, must meet at WestMall macdonald(cause thats where we are gonna have breakfast) on fiday,9th of febuary. Time of meeting is 9am. See you there

haziq

at 7:11:00 pm