guys i got fed up of...this current blog...xanga jus super irritated me...so i've given in and gone to blogspot...

dimpleboffinjoey.blogspot.com

ermm...

alright by request i've decided to continue on my days as a violent kid

ok so my sis asked me "what about the time i beat some fella up" okay sigh i din beat him up okay i just shook him a little...it was when i was 12(it seems to be an eventful year) and in the Bukit Damansara school. so i had these group of friends la we hung out and all, just so happens this boy was really annoying but usually we couldn't care less bout him la....

just so happens one day he decided to grab a pair of scissors and snip my friends frinch right off. and my friend was quiet upset and the guy had been annoying us the whole day so by then i was already irritated and he had to do a silly thing like that. so i grabbed him by the colar,pinned him against the wall and scolded him. alright there you go...hahaha turns out later we discovered he's the son of the lady who started the BODYSHOP franchise in Malaysia.

he's a nice guy now met him once or twice a few years ago.

remembering

i was just reading someone's blog bout missing people and remembering times. i just remembered this one time when i was about 12. i was in a school called SMK Bukit Damansara.

i really liked my friends there. their all overseas now. my most memorable time was when my entire year group signed up for this "KEM SAINS 1998". so anyway we went there and we had to sleep in these huts with one light hanging from the ceiling in the jungle la next to the sungai(river) la basically.

so we were all going to this meeting where we all get into groups, they give us a compas, tell us how to use it and send us packing off into the jungle. first team to make it back wins.

on my way back to my hut to get my things, i see 2 of my friends trying to open the wooden door of the hut which appeared to be stuck la can not open.

So i said " let me try"...i tug and tug at the door, i even took both ends of the door and pulled. next thing you know i've broken the door right of it's hinges!..needless to say it was quite a shy moment, the camp people had to come and re-connect the door....:P

there a bit of history...

another story of violence by joelle low

i was in form one...and i was in a co-ed school...back then i must say i wasn't very smart a bit loose in the head ( i'm okay now so nobody say anything!!)...so anyway the guys and the girls used to play this game called...."MERCY"....it's this game to see which person yells mercy first...

so it's goes like this two people ( guy and guy or girl and girl or guy and girl) hold each others hand and sqeeze and twist and basically hurt the other person's hand until one person wants to be released of the grasp...just so happens one day i happen to play it with this dude from my class, other people also la playing with each other on that day...

so it started out normal...since everyone in the form knew the game no big deal la...so here comes the shock...i ended up twisting this guys arm...so that it hurt for the next two days...of course my friends and all exaggerated that i caused him a sprain...no it just got twisted...

there's more but aiya...i'm so mild now