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This is a tribute to those who have walked beside me up until the gates. And also for those who will go with me to saigo no sensou.
To my friends and everyone else who helped, i'd like to thank you for these 1-4 years. Soon it will be the end of all things for me and a few of you. For others, you've only just begun. You have so much to learn and to enjoy. Our part in this story of secondary school life has ended. It is up to you to carry on the text. And for those who will fight by my side at the final battle, may you all lay down your swords at the end with a smile.
With reference to the picture, I shall give a tribute to all of you.
Firstly, to the four other kings
The ju-jitsu gi and belt are dedicated to Joshua Siow. From the days where we threw each other in the dojo to the days where we beat each other up in class. Thanks for the bruises and the bloodshed! Thanks for the friendship as well. Hope we manage to do well for the o levels. We always thought of getting 8 points or lower. Haha. I'm sure we'll kickass anyway. Also hope to join RG one day. Youth masses are cool. Stay crazy but don't get any splinters from cactuses! Thanks for reassuring me of my writing skills and thanks for everything else you helped me out with! P.S- The slappy foo movie is coming out. It features the making of papos and flesh eating haze.
The cricket bat and ball is dedicated to Shane Meyer. He's been the cricket captain for the past 3 years. Since sec 2 if im not wrong. Been in the same class for 2 years now. Has been crazy with his antics such as throwing people's things on the floor and disturbing teachers and classmates alike. (B.P Wong). The best times were when we'd all gather around the place at the left corner of the class during bio period and start singing stuff like George Huff and Stevie Wonder songs. Other memorable moments include the bending of Sujinder's brand new pen and the enterprise fair preparations. I wonder where they kept that trolley. How bout the chewing gum incident? Now theres a classic. Terribly sorry, you know seeing it was my chewing gum. Oh well. Hope you do well too and get that phone you wanted. Or that guitar or whatever else you're gonna buy. Theres physics tomorrow. Pray theres no welcome speech. Thanks for the friendship, the captaincy and the comedy.
The Katana is dedicated to Samuel Lee. His japanese roots inspired me to draw up the ancient sword. Hearing about Japan from him sometimes makes me want to stay away from that place but other times it seems like a superb place to visit. Hopefully one day i'll get to go to somewhere like Hokkaido or Kyoto or some place like that. Anyway, Samuel is quite unorthodox. Not that the rest of us aren't but we all have our own special traits that sets us apart from the rest. He never fails to do well in his sciences. Well except for bio. He's a superdude in Chem and Physics though. He's always one of the top candidates for highest in that subject. He's so good in physics that he can come up with theories of weapons of mass destruction. Oh about that. He kinda wants to destroy the world sometimes but yeah that doesn't stop us from being friends. Thanks for sharing your insights with me and thanks for hearing mine. Like you said, we appear different but we are quite similar in all aspects. And thanks for supporting my writing and for helping me out of depressions too dude. One of the minds with genuine depth that i have come across.
The army uniform, helmet and pistol is dedicated to Damian Teo. Damian has been in the same class as me for four years. I remember in sec 1 and 2 we used to fight during the subject change period. And guess what? We still do that now! Hahah. Chaos in the classroom has never died out. Damian loves the military. So much that he wants to sign on. As a commando. Now that's tough. His knowledge of military weapons, vehicles and personnel are second to no one in this school. Ask him how big a 50 caliber round is and he'll give you the exact measurements. We're gonna make it to commandos dude! And we'll be killing people with our knives, not even firing a single bullet. Thanks for being a friend for 4 years man. Has been a cool ride on the patrician bus but soon it'll end. Thanks for helping to cheer me up when i was pissed off and thanks for the reminders of cartoon network every now and then. Haha. Take care and hope we all meet again in the next level.
The five kings will always have their fellowship. Whether in Japan, America, Australia or Singapore, we always will remain, the kings of the world, and friends.
Secondly, to the extended family.
The American Eagles T-Shirt and volleyball are dedicated to Tessa Tham. You may be a million miles away in Canada but you're still a cool friend to me. You've always been a joy to talk to. Whether it's listening to my rants and raves, chatting about the peeps in Singapore or your everyday school life way up north. It has always been fun. Your style and fashion sense is way better than anyone I know over here. Haha that should count for something. To sum it all up, you are superrrrrfantabulous! Thanks for being there to listen when I just needed to vent and thanks for telling me that i was talented even though i didn't really think i was. I had to add you into this tribute. Though you deserve something much more than a doodle on a paper and text on a blog. Thanks for the friendship and the smiles. (:
P.S- I know you'll make the team for volleyball the next time you try. I have a hunch. Haha. Or anything else you may wanna do. Give it the best shot ya got in you.
The bloody knife on the black and silver shawl is dedicated to Gisella. Well it represents the usual styles of your writings. The dark, somewhat gothic and somewhat romantic at times. I've enjoyed sharing my pieces with you and getting to read yours in return. They are thought provoking, sometimes leaving the reader to think but still unable to find the true meaning. I like that. Mysterious. Haha. I don't mean that in a bad implication of course. A cambridge examiner would be proud of the stuff i've read from you. Thanks alot for your support and for telling me that i really can write. It means alot for someone to tell me that he/she appreciates my work. Haha. And I appreciate yours too. Never been a dull moment talking to ya. Hope you fair well in the eoys this year and your final battle the next. You'll do fine. Take it easy. *Thumbs up*
P.S- Remember our 80-20 deal for the motion picture of your story! Cept this time, I get 80. Heheheh.
The acorn is dedicated to you Ying. Since PESA, you've always treated me like one of your pals. Even though i never was part of the cdc or the debates or the PESA competition. You still treated me as an equal. I really respect that. Your friendship is an invaluable asset to me now. You've been there to listen to me when I was depressed over my being and even though i talked for about close to an hour, you still listened patiently. Where else could I have gone. You're always there to cheer me up and that's something I will never forget. It's good to see that you're doing alright for now in sec 3. I know you've encountered problems similar to mine too. But like you said. It's all about being strong. Strength is da key. And it'll be all right. Won't it? Haha. I wish ya all the best for the eoy's this year and also for the o's the following year. Don't stress yourself over them. They are just another exam. But don't be complacent like me either. Take care alright? Oh by the way if you're wondering why its an acorn its coz of your display picture.
P.S- Take care of Mr. Pain. He has razor sharp edges! You'd win the gold medal in cheer upping any day. And that isn't a word. I made it up.
The manga comic, rectangular spectacles and shuriken are for Wei Jie. Well, we haven't really treated you the best. Especially with Shane's comments and all but I guess beneath your blur frame, you're still an okay guy. How bout that time you gave me a few thousand zeny or that time you bought me that hat for christmas. (It was in an online game). Also when you helped me to train my character and such. That may be in a game but that still shows you got some friendship in you dude. Keep working and one day you may just become a ninja! You had better study for your o's this time man. If not i'll steal your Naruto discs and throw them in the canal. Take care dude. And good luck once again.
P.S- perhaps i'll play ragnarok again soon.
The pool cue and the pool balls are dedicated to Amanda Ang. It's been quite a long time since we've really talked. However our friendship dates 3 years back. It's been nice knowing you all those years. I remember alot actually. The drums, the time you were going to buy your new pencil box, the time you wanted to buy the lance armstrong band? Haha. It has been a while. Well you're one of the people who has known me through secondary school life. Mostly at least. Don't worry about your results, I'm sure you can do well. You have been doing alright before. Good luck for your o levels and hopefully i'll see you in the next level. Or around. Haha.
P.S-You owe me a game of pool.
The carved wood without a doubt, refers to you. You know who you are. I don't even know if you're here reading this right now but i'm still putting you in my tribute because i can't forget that stuff you had done for me earlier. And I thank you for that. I will say no more because anything i say is not justified to be true after this statement. I still consider you a friend and someone who has supported me. I can't compare to your other friends or those you had mentioned on you blog. I was once on that list but i guess my honour has been lost. However the least I can do is give you the honour you deserve for those 2 years of friendship that you had used up on me. So thats how long forever lasts. Hm. Thank you for everything.
And I shall not forget you nor fail to reward you for being there for me. All of you will be remembered. I will stay with you till the end and I hope you will do the same for me.
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Thirdly, to the direct family
The anchor is dedicated to my brother Kurt Ganapathy. I've known this guy since I was born. Well obviously since he is my brother. Anyway, we've traveled the world from wonderful lands to paradise and fought the law at the crossroads. We won that time but we got arrested about a month later for selling counterfeit sushi to the Japanese. There was also that stint we had in UN. Though i wouldn't really call it a stint. It was more like us showing up and being escorted away from the building in Geneva. So here we are now stuck with our deadbeat lives. An O level student and an NSman. What an exciting duo. At least you get to play with morse code thingys while I wait in fear for the papers to come. Out of everyone here, I probably known you the longest. 16 years man. Who can be that? Second to Jimmy Page in guitar skills and one of the best damn writers in the world. Don't believe me? Why don't you axe Tony Blair? He'll direct you to his blog site and you'll read it. Or you could just go to his link on my blog. Worth a read. Really. I shall end your tribute in the words of Rick James. Cocaine is a hell of a drug, and a chingachangchung! Have fun in the navy! Thanks for da brothahood.
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Lastly, to the masses.
The sitemeter with the number 358 on it is dedicated to all those who visit my blog and share in my world of fantasy. I would not write more than a word if it wasn't for all of you. Thanks for the support.
The plastered heart is for all those who stood by me when love splintered it in two. Countless times. You've always been there to puch be back onto my horse and send me back to joust another day. You guys are the people I will hold close to the heart. After all, you're gonna need to help me again once I get my heart broken again. Heheh
Te open book with the pencil in it is dedicated to the people who patted me on the back and told me, Kyle, don't worry you can write. You all know who you are. Each and every one of you. I appreciate you and the support you give my writing. Without you, I would be a crazy man writing on the wall for no one to read. You are and forever will be, My peeps!
The sheets of paper with the broken pencil is dedicated to all our unfinished stories. For me, it was Tulem's fantasy (Primary 6) The Barpanti's order (Sec1-Sec2) Raedric Moon (Sec3) and most recently War of the schools ( Sec 4). For Samuel it was Wings. And now, you have to finish that well written tale of No title prologue. or better known as the last love story of humanity. It will be a good read. Joshua, you have to finish the invaders. All good stories must have an end. Or there would be no purpose. Gisella, you must complete your story. The one about the uhm...domestic escort! I promise that it'll make it to the stands. I pray that one day, all our written works shall be finished, and that we will bind the sheets of paper together and glue the pencil back in place. That way, every idea we ever thought shall go down into paper and the people will share in our minds, the thoughts that created a realm of fantasy for ourselves. We shall finish them. And they will be great.
A tribute to everyone I care about. You all shall be treated as royalty in my kingdom. And you shall always, always be great.
-Kyle
Thanks for the memories...
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