Azlan is the son of the richest and most influential man whom I personally know. But that was never the reason for me to hang out with that kid.
I hang out with him because he is my friend.
It's funny how much things changed since high school. Given a choice, I would not think twice to step into a time machine and revert times back to my high school years, just for one day. I don't want to live long in that period because I am very happy with the way things had worked out for me thus far in life and sincerely think that life could not have been better. Well, on the other hand I could always spend four years instead of two in the States or have a larger penis of a horse, but nothing really that I can't live without.
Those days in school uniform were one of the best times of my life. We called ourselves "KBC", short for the Kok Boyz Clan. Talking 'kok' or utter useless nonsense was our forte. No one could beat the retard-ness of the shit we could come out with.
I was codenamed Face a.k.a. Kok-One, the de factor leader of the clan that gave me the magical talent to sing like Babyface, hence the monicker "Face", Jason was Kok-Two a.ka. Uncle Leow, the oldest looking dude among us eventhough he was a December baby, possesses an ultimate cutting-edge instinct in stupid humor technology, Eu Keong was Y.A.B.I.R., short for Yang Amat Berhormat I.R. (for engineer) and also the Minister of Transport 'cos he was the only dude who drives in high school. He was the dumbest dick I've ever met in my life. Once he watched a National Day parade on telly and the King was in his usual car procession waving to everyone; YABIR saw his lifetime destiny right there- to be the King of this country 'cos the only thing you've gotta do is to wave to the people once a year and live in luxury till you die. Awesome. Azlan has always been known as Super Kadir, 'cos his dad is Datuk Kadir- one of the main men in our local media. Since we can't possibly be calling Azlan his dad's name when his dad is around us, so we decided to call him Super Kad just to confuse his dad. I will never forget the day when his dad, who was also the smartest man I know when I was 15, walked in on us as the four of us idiots were playing PS 1 (old skool, baby) for like two days without sleeping and eating all the god-damned food he had in his house and he was like "These video games are denigrating you kids' priorities in life" We promptly proceeded to turned off our Playstation console and went to bed for the next 10 hours; none of us knew the meaning of "denigrating" at that time, we figured it was strategic for us to just shut up and take the hint if we ever wanted to hang out at his place again.
There is always free food in Azlan's place. We were Lords of Golf-Town, Tropicana. Whenever we wanna get together we would call our meeting as "U-N-I-T-E". It wasn't an acronym at all. We just made it to be one 'cos we mostly speak in acronyms. Like how when we see our Fat Ass Bitch arts teacher walked by, we would callout F.A.B. to her face and she wouldn't even know it. We refered to women's boobs as Talent, her ass as her Personality and how good her face look as Character. Now, we could be checking out all the girls in town and they would all be thinking that we were talking about their inner beauty. That was nothing short of Brilliant. U.P.O.S. means Ugly Piece of Shit which we used to refer to Azlan's beautiful god sister from hell. We filmed our very own Blairwitch Project at home that was fuckin' scary. When you are high. We downloaded shitload of porno onto Azlan's dad's pc and took turns to watch 'em. We bought porn VCDs at Uptown and made good friends with the porn peddler who always recommended Vivid Productions. We would always drive to Kimberly's place eventhough it was wholly fuckin' unneccessary because she was always not home, but hey, high school ain't complete if you don't stalk a hot model chic studying in the next school, living next door. We almost had a successful rockband that sold 50 platinums if only I played the drums good, I sucked cos I was busy checking on the porno downloads most of the time when the whole band jammed. Somehow, we always had things to do when we were kids. We would just fuckin' hang out the whole fuckin' day away. Especially when it was after our exams. I would never go home after my last paper, my bags would be packed with clothes and we will be off to Tropicana or Bandar Utama or somewhere with the Clan after school. Our days would be spent just hanging out, poking each other with a stick from the backyard or just playing with the guitar and it would be fun, regardless.
Those were the days of being a stupid kid.
I wish I was 15 again. For just one more day. I wish I hadn't study so hard and gotten all those useless damn straight A's and spent more time hanging out. But I am not complaining. Being a geek had been good.
I am just nostalgic everytime when I hang out with my high school friends. KBC has been officially defunct. It suffered a good slow death like most great establishments of significance. Uncle Leow's waiting to get his Australian permanent residency. Yabir broke up with his long-time girlfriend and did not even tell anyone of us. Azlan's dating Shannon for three years and I haven't even met her, safe that time before I had left for the States. And I feel akward whenever I hang out with my high school mates. I try to brush it aside, but it is true that if you don't keep in touch, you lose touch with your friends. Sounds stupid but it is true.
We had us a really good conversation tonite, between Azlan and I over post-dinner cigarettes. In between, Shannon called from Southern Queensland and Super Kad passed the phone over to me. In between our small talks, she slipped a hint about how Azlan would get all emo whenever I don't call him up or keep in touch. That shit just woke me up. I mean, these are my friends. They care about me. I better do something to keep them all close. All in all, we talked about everything, Man-O-Man-O, if I got it right. His job, my university, his girlfriend, my indifference towards love, my debate, his beliefs in multi-level marketing, my American college, his Iowa town, my brother, his dad.
In between it all, Azlan broke it to me that he always thought that I was always the one kid with the most prospects in life that he had ever known. With all modesty, that did not come as a suprise for that was not the first time someone said that to me. I always believe that I am destined for something great. I was wrought throughout the years to personify greatness. But all those are just prep talks if there is not effort on my part. I know if I put my mind onto something, I will make things happen, no matter how hard it is.
Everyone has gotta understand that I am just pretending like everyone else to know the direction of my life. Maybe I don't reveal it as much, but I am indeed lost.
But disregarding that, I know I am looking for that Numero Uno spot in all that I do in life.
I aspire to be First in All. For the geek shall inherit the earth, they say.
I hang out with him because he is my friend.
It's funny how much things changed since high school. Given a choice, I would not think twice to step into a time machine and revert times back to my high school years, just for one day. I don't want to live long in that period because I am very happy with the way things had worked out for me thus far in life and sincerely think that life could not have been better. Well, on the other hand I could always spend four years instead of two in the States or have a larger penis of a horse, but nothing really that I can't live without.
Those days in school uniform were one of the best times of my life. We called ourselves "KBC", short for the Kok Boyz Clan. Talking 'kok' or utter useless nonsense was our forte. No one could beat the retard-ness of the shit we could come out with.
I was codenamed Face a.k.a. Kok-One, the de factor leader of the clan that gave me the magical talent to sing like Babyface, hence the monicker "Face", Jason was Kok-Two a.ka. Uncle Leow, the oldest looking dude among us eventhough he was a December baby, possesses an ultimate cutting-edge instinct in stupid humor technology, Eu Keong was Y.A.B.I.R., short for Yang Amat Berhormat I.R. (for engineer) and also the Minister of Transport 'cos he was the only dude who drives in high school. He was the dumbest dick I've ever met in my life. Once he watched a National Day parade on telly and the King was in his usual car procession waving to everyone; YABIR saw his lifetime destiny right there- to be the King of this country 'cos the only thing you've gotta do is to wave to the people once a year and live in luxury till you die. Awesome. Azlan has always been known as Super Kadir, 'cos his dad is Datuk Kadir- one of the main men in our local media. Since we can't possibly be calling Azlan his dad's name when his dad is around us, so we decided to call him Super Kad just to confuse his dad. I will never forget the day when his dad, who was also the smartest man I know when I was 15, walked in on us as the four of us idiots were playing PS 1 (old skool, baby) for like two days without sleeping and eating all the god-damned food he had in his house and he was like "These video games are denigrating you kids' priorities in life" We promptly proceeded to turned off our Playstation console and went to bed for the next 10 hours; none of us knew the meaning of "denigrating" at that time, we figured it was strategic for us to just shut up and take the hint if we ever wanted to hang out at his place again.
There is always free food in Azlan's place. We were Lords of Golf-Town, Tropicana. Whenever we wanna get together we would call our meeting as "U-N-I-T-E". It wasn't an acronym at all. We just made it to be one 'cos we mostly speak in acronyms. Like how when we see our Fat Ass Bitch arts teacher walked by, we would callout F.A.B. to her face and she wouldn't even know it. We refered to women's boobs as Talent, her ass as her Personality and how good her face look as Character. Now, we could be checking out all the girls in town and they would all be thinking that we were talking about their inner beauty. That was nothing short of Brilliant. U.P.O.S. means Ugly Piece of Shit which we used to refer to Azlan's beautiful god sister from hell. We filmed our very own Blairwitch Project at home that was fuckin' scary. When you are high. We downloaded shitload of porno onto Azlan's dad's pc and took turns to watch 'em. We bought porn VCDs at Uptown and made good friends with the porn peddler who always recommended Vivid Productions. We would always drive to Kimberly's place eventhough it was wholly fuckin' unneccessary because she was always not home, but hey, high school ain't complete if you don't stalk a hot model chic studying in the next school, living next door. We almost had a successful rockband that sold 50 platinums if only I played the drums good, I sucked cos I was busy checking on the porno downloads most of the time when the whole band jammed. Somehow, we always had things to do when we were kids. We would just fuckin' hang out the whole fuckin' day away. Especially when it was after our exams. I would never go home after my last paper, my bags would be packed with clothes and we will be off to Tropicana or Bandar Utama or somewhere with the Clan after school. Our days would be spent just hanging out, poking each other with a stick from the backyard or just playing with the guitar and it would be fun, regardless.
Those were the days of being a stupid kid.
I wish I was 15 again. For just one more day. I wish I hadn't study so hard and gotten all those useless damn straight A's and spent more time hanging out. But I am not complaining. Being a geek had been good.
I am just nostalgic everytime when I hang out with my high school friends. KBC has been officially defunct. It suffered a good slow death like most great establishments of significance. Uncle Leow's waiting to get his Australian permanent residency. Yabir broke up with his long-time girlfriend and did not even tell anyone of us. Azlan's dating Shannon for three years and I haven't even met her, safe that time before I had left for the States. And I feel akward whenever I hang out with my high school mates. I try to brush it aside, but it is true that if you don't keep in touch, you lose touch with your friends. Sounds stupid but it is true.
We had us a really good conversation tonite, between Azlan and I over post-dinner cigarettes. In between, Shannon called from Southern Queensland and Super Kad passed the phone over to me. In between our small talks, she slipped a hint about how Azlan would get all emo whenever I don't call him up or keep in touch. That shit just woke me up. I mean, these are my friends. They care about me. I better do something to keep them all close. All in all, we talked about everything, Man-O-Man-O, if I got it right. His job, my university, his girlfriend, my indifference towards love, my debate, his beliefs in multi-level marketing, my American college, his Iowa town, my brother, his dad.
In between it all, Azlan broke it to me that he always thought that I was always the one kid with the most prospects in life that he had ever known. With all modesty, that did not come as a suprise for that was not the first time someone said that to me. I always believe that I am destined for something great. I was wrought throughout the years to personify greatness. But all those are just prep talks if there is not effort on my part. I know if I put my mind onto something, I will make things happen, no matter how hard it is.
Everyone has gotta understand that I am just pretending like everyone else to know the direction of my life. Maybe I don't reveal it as much, but I am indeed lost.
But disregarding that, I know I am looking for that Numero Uno spot in all that I do in life.
I aspire to be First in All. For the geek shall inherit the earth, they say.
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