We are all in this together (1)

Reading Little Peijun’s new blog entry about the 9 of us made me have a strong impulse to write an article of the kind. But I came to realize that my entry would be much similar to hers only after a few lines in Chinese. So, I made the painful decision to write it in English instead. Hope you don’t mind~

Of course, the first one I want to talk about is my Dear Brother ChangYong. Wherever I go, you always seem to be the one who competes with me for attention and popularity, in a benign way. I still remember how Kela (have I spelt her name correctly?) cheered energetically and openly for whatever you do only after our very first few days in Temasek; I remember how ecstatic Sohwoon and Rachel (two of the prettiest girls in MY class) were when they knew that they were gonna sing a song with you in front of everyone in the school during Chinese New Year Celebration; and Yah, the most impressive picture about girls that you etched on my mind is the numerous times you sang songs with Hanzhe (made me jealous, huh?). Just kidding~ I love the scene when the whole school was cheering for your fabulous performance!

And ChangYong, I really thank you for your accompanying with me in Jogging, Basketball, Badminton, Table-tennis, Dinner, Shopping, Everything, on almost a daily basis during the past two years. You are really my Dear Brother and you will never know how much it hurt me when I knew you were going to leave me, alone, in RIB, and RJ. You know, I’m not a typical Mr. Kind and I sometimes mess up with other guys, and gals; but you are! You might have made the atmosphere somewhat better here~ And thanks for listening ‘attentively’ to me gossiping about others as well as myself all the time though I know you are not really interested, haha~ Next time, I’m going to gossip about you!

Haha, I can’t wait to talk about my Sis HanZhe a.k.a. ZhuZhu. Well, everyone knows that you are pretty, sexy, chubby; energetic, enthusiastic, stupid so on and so forth. But not everyone knows that you are actually the first girl in my life to get so close to me, and so far, you are still the only one. In China, I was somewhat famous, or infamous, for my ignorance of, and condescension to, Girls. But you have changed all these, showing me that girls can be as nice and as caring as you. You were always the one who was fastest and most effective to give me the consolation when I cried for the first time, and the second time, after coming to Singapore (though you might not know I was crying, you could sense that I was sad, heart-breakingly sad). During my toughest Sec 3 year, when I was weak, helpless and basically had nothing at all, you were my real source of strength and happiness (though for quite a period of time I, and probably you as well, mistakenly thought that it was YY).

Well, not everything about you is nice. For instance, you have committed a crime that could have well caused massive destruction – you are the one who actually turned me from a Good-Good boy in China to an evil and playful Bad-boy in Singapore, far far away from the supervision of my parents. And it took me more than half a year in RJ to try to be somewhat less so. Haha, just joking. I really bless you with your fairytale ‘marriage’ with Dali my Big Brother. It’s been a happy two years and may it be a happy-ever-after! Good luck Pretty Girl!

(Due to time constraint, I will stop here for now and continue writing about others tomorrow~)