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e game. The intellectual thought of strategies while those with brawn thought of ramming the small white holed ball straight into the goal posts. It was the inter-class floor ball tournament and I was representing my class. I knew that I was no floor ball player but since everybody went to play in the soccer tournament I decided floor ball it is.
s’ strikers got position of the ball. The constant swoosh and smack of the floor ball sticks flooded my ears. To calm myself I tried to make a rhythm out of the sticks. Not to my surprise the opposition team got control of the ball and came charging towards me with the ball. ‘Here we go’ I said to the goalie who was even more tensed them me.
l was always a school with a high status in my mind. Even before i joined it.Whenever i looked out of my balcony and saw the school with its lush greenery and beautiful soccer field I always knew that I was staring at my destiny. When I finally entered I only thought about my new teacher,CCA and the facilities i could use. But it never occured to me that my new peers could impact me so much. In the beginning of the year , everybody just concentrated on their studies as socialism wa
snt very popular.I can still remember my seniors telling me that studies always came first in school and by concentrating on that itself i could get many friends. Following their words of advice I concentrated on my advice. But to acquire a rose one has to go through its thorns.
I tried to turn over a new leaf from primary school and I tried to just concentrate on my w
ork. Once the results for the first class test came out and i had gotten full marks thats when the trouble started. First was the person who disliked me for no reason. He caused me all kinds of problems for me. I was shots with colourful insults which may have had a funny shell but it hurt me on the inside,badly. Sometimes when he insulted me i would say 'what did I ever do to him?' and those who hear me saying it would just say"dont u get it he just doesnt like you".
And soon he made me class enemy number 1. I had never had problems with friends in prim
ary school and this was a new hurdle for me in life. I tried to stay string but my insides were crying. When one proves that something is safe others would daringly join in too. So others started insulting me too. Some of the insults were abut my physical feature and so i couldnt help it. such as the racist ones. I was the only tamil person in my class so there was no one who understand how i felt. This caused me to confide even deeper within myself concentrate even more on my studies.
when the CA1 results came out i had emerged 3rd. The persons insults had stopped for awhile but when he started again i couldnt control it anymore. I for one always disliked to use br
awn to solve my problems. Thus since he attacked me thinking i was weaker i decided to consult his superior. And so i swallowed my pride and told the teacher. I also spoke to the person my self i decided sticks and stones may break my bones but words could never do thatAnd that was the end to my problem.
Sometimes the worst of enemies can become the best of friends. And like that i made 
him my good friends and we accomplished lots together.
as beautiful as compared to our primary schools and other schools. The other levels always called us enthusiastic. Well we never knew that the school looked so spooky under the blanket of darkness.As we entered the studios we were 'forced' to watch 2 horror ghost movies. When they finished it was about 12am. And also the we entered the next day. Which was Friday the thirteen. 
s had come true we were going to do the dreaded night walk. All of us were virgins to the night walk.We quietly seated in front of the schools car park and waited as the seniors made us feel even more dreadful by telling us some of the ghostly encounters that students have had during their time in the school.
others were. The emotions i saw were truly different from person to person. Some were just staring blankly at the senior who was spooking us out too scared to speak. The popular ones were laughing or talking to their friends. some others had their heads facing down wishing and pinching themselves hoping it's all a dream.
ry teller" told us the rules of the night walk. We were to follow the light sticks laid out on the floor and proceed to stations which could be a toilet or even a staircase. Over there there would be a paper where we have to sign to prove that we had made it that far.
person.As my turn came I walked really frightened. My legs were literally shaking!As I went through the trail i easily discovered the seniors who were hiding and attempting to scare us.I realised i was just cooking up stories in my head. I finished the trail and proceeded to the waiting area unafraid.
gapore at all. my parents studied and grew up in India and They came to Singapore to find a job and to work. I am a Indian my self. Both my parents are working so they only come home to go to bed except on the weekends. If they have free time we would go out for dinner. that's it nothing more due to the lack of time.
se new year. And so we decided to do something fun together.After much arguing and debating on where to go we finally decided to go to Lilliputt the miniature golf course. It was my idea as mini-golf is easy to play and no experience what so ever is needed. As Saturday came we left the house in the evening hoping to finally have some 'family time'.
in I realised they had renovated the place,i was not surprised as the last time I went there is was two years ago. Much had changed.
choose the best golf club for us. Once we chose the clerk told us the basic rules such as the fact that we had to play the last hole last as the ball would be returned to the reception once we finished that hole.
ch hole writing our scores on the score card. We were not serious at all about or scores. I was practically playing hockey as i just kept tapping the ball through the course. I would have failed every hole if i wrote the correct score but lets say if my score was 62 i would make it a 3.
y sister,and my parents. We made jokes and laughed throughout. It was the most fun we had in years. We told ourselves that we would go for such outings every week.
trive by themselves to be who they are and I doubt they could have done it if they tried with others. An example would be Mahatma Ghandi. He for one was a person who studied very hard and became a lawyer. He strove to his position by his own hard work and determination not any others'.
my moral to the simplest and most limited of situations. Every time I to do something myself it is rejected by my parents ‘protection’. Although ive talked to many people about this they say that its just about how much they love me.
ts nowadays feel that children are misusing the freedom given to them but how can one misuse it if none is given to him 
e weight of responsibility and the importance of doing work. This is truly an important milestone in my life.The freedom was a path i had never before taken. 
urse I had school and they decided to leave me alone. Yes all alone for 1 whole weekend. The moment i heard the news i was overjoyed. And when the week finally came I was practically pushing my parents out of the house. Once they left I sat on the sofa just trying to think anf plan of what I should do. At that moment my mind screamed at you free to do your will!!!And as like what any teenager would i rushed to the computer room... 
unch from a restauraunt near my house using my food money. And soon i could smell my computer smoking. The thought of my homework completely slipped my mind and so did my other responsibilities such as my 8hrs of sleep. 
of homework to finish and also some of the household chores. And so i spent that night finishing what i was supposed to do and reflecting on my stupidness....
