Saturday, May 31, 2008

when I was young...

..and christmas trees were tall...


well, I was a horrible child. I wasn't a bad boy, but still, I was horrible.

In my kindergarden, we had lots of books, textbooks and excercise books and little booklet with Haiku we read everyday and stuff.

I lost them all.

My desk, which is supposed to be full with all my books, were empty. I only had half-bitten plasticenes and some pencils in my desk. (plasticenes, they taste like blackboard chalks. if you don't know what both tastes like, than Hah, I know something you don't!)

I never know how i spent my lessons, maybe i just listened. when it comes to singing, I sang louder than all the class put together, but probably maybe half an OCTAVE off, on a good day. in the course of kindergarden presentations, some parents would go outside and laugh because I would sing so out of tune, the other students get really confused and we end up in a catastrophic comedy.

speaking of presentations, I always was the first in line (i was always short) and when it came to marching in one line, following our teacher, I would wave to my mother, and because of that I stray off to the opposite direction to where the teacher is marching, with all the other students following me. I feel sorry to the teacher now that I know what I've done.

I couldn't play the Pianica (something like a small piano which you make sound by blowing air into it and pressing on the keyboards simultaneously), but was really good at pretending to play.

I used to hide in some obscure places (like, boiler rooms) when there is a school-end assambly (I hate standing, you see). this was like, everyday. I hated standing.
I never get scolded for what I did though, dunno why.

There was this one time when my mother was hiding near the school to see me go home, and I was running towards home, but stopped abruptly as I passed a tree, looked at the tree for a while, and licked it. (I saw rosin on the tree. It looked like caramel.)

the list goes on forever and ever so I'll stop here.




...but on the bright side, its a bloody marvelous achievement I've done isn't it?
ain't I sufficiently NORMAL now?

4 comments:

Amelia said...

yes tats *pats you gingerly on the head* you HAVE turned out normal :| the song goes, "when i was small and christmas trees were tall" btw. have u heard the emi fujita version? really pretty

Tats! said...

haha! thank god someone approved it!
You know this song? its very old; I think its by BeeGees when it first came out... No i haven't heard the emi fujita version....

Anonymous said...

Your not normal, your JAPANESE! :D, man I wonder when i'll ever get tired of this.

Tats! said...

I'm a normal Japanese than!

I hope Shannon will never find my blog, all she would say is that. for every post, too.

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