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Maybe someone has already successfully did what I am trying to achieve here and probably has a better way to do it but I am trying this all the same! I am looking for my primary school friends! I have lost contact with so many of them and it will be great if I can get all, if not most of them for a gathering soon. Not many friends have seen one another pee and poop in their pants and that sort of stuffs one would do when you are 7-12 years of age and primary school friends are one of those bunch.

I have posted my Primary 6 class photo on Facebook and the idea is to tag as many as I can find and hoping that those whom I tagged have others on their Facebook list and tags them. This will continue till everyone is tagged in the picture and soon, I WILL CONQUER THE WORLD!!!!!

If you happen to be reading this and realize that you are my classmate from Shuqun Primary School, Class of 1993, add me on facebook and head down to the above album on facebook to tag yourself!

For the rest of the readers who is seeing this picture for the first time, guess which kid am I?

Here is a recent picture of me to help you locate me!

Ain’t I handsome!

I got inspiration for this post from Wishbone who tagged me with a post called ’5 Scaries for Kids’. I never respond to tags but I shall blog about my greatest fear as a child.

I thought for sometime about what fears I had as a child and I almost couldn’t think of any. Not that I am fearless but I conquered my fears whenever I had any as a child. I was once afraid of heights but I forced myself to look down over ledges whenever I could. I was afraid of the dark and ghosts but I made myself walk through the kitchen and to the toilet in darkness. I am trying to recall the mentality that I had that made me want to conquer those fears. I think I was influenced by all the comics I read when I was young and a lot of them had a hero who faced their weaknesses and came out stronger.

Every Hero has their weaknesses…. and bad wardrobe days.

So in a way, the hundreds of dollars I’ve spent as a child on comic books didn’t go to waste after all! There was lessons to be learnt in between the pages of over-sized boobies found on female manga characters!

There was one fear that I couldn’t get rid of and it probably will stick with me throughout my life. The fear of death. Not mine but of people whom I care about.

It’s kinda dark for a child to think of such things but I was like that as a child. I would ponder about the meaning of life and my imaginative mind will somehow imagine scenarios if loved ones like my mother died. These moments will usually come in the dead of the night before I go to sleep and tears will stream down my face as my mind plays out the scenario. Kinda wimpy for a boy but I get so involved in those imaginations to the point where it seems so real.

I breakdown whenever I attend a funeral and see someone in tears. I just feel so sorry for the people who have to live with the absence of their loved ones.