I have plenty of memories from my High School days. Something tells me to write it down here before I get too senile and forget them all.

ForegroundI studied High School in the Manila Science High School(1990-1994). I would not be in MSHS(abbreviation) if it wasn't for this chick named Valerie. She graduated class salutatorian, has very nice skin, white and even teeth. So she's hot, has nice complexion, smart, and best of all, has nicely developed preboobs or boobette considering she's only in the 6th grade. All in all, the kind of chick guys would want ample necking time with by the time you're in high school. Anyways, she's a snob and had this elite circle of friends which I can't get into because (1)those friends are snobs themselves and wont associate with you unless you're cool and stylish and (2)I have always been a geek and I'd rather play game n watch after school hours rather than play the social game with them. The time then is 2 months before graduation, I don't know what high school I'm going into, I want to screw Valerie in 2 or 3 years time when she's going to have this awesome body and a face to match and I know Valeria is going to take the entrance examination to this "elite" school. Turned out the school was Manila Science High School and they had this really tough entrance exam to weed idiots out I guess. I really wanted a shot at Valerie's awesome future assets so I took the exam.

I expected to pass the examination and of course I expected Valerie to be her usual smart self and pass too. I dont know if she's extra dumb during the exam day or I'm just extra smart but I passed and she didn't. When we got the exam results, which was a few days prior to graduation, I spent the whole day in misery. My high school sexual prospects look dim. The only real alternative is Portia (same deal as Valerie, nice skin, we sit beside each other at the last room in our music class and I get to hold her hand when the teacher's not looking) and she sure as hell didn't take the exam.

First year in Manila Science High SchoolManila Science High School is the same as any high school in the Philippines except for the above average IQ of most students. The classes were organized by sections and sections were named after famous scientists. Basically, sections stay together the entire year and always attend the same classes. My section's name is Fermi. He's the guy that helped build the first A-Bomb I think.

Nothing interesting happened on my first year. Well there was the accident where a classmate of mine, named Erick, slipped and feel on his arm. He's not that fat but somehow the bone just above the wrist got fractured totally. So if you look into his arm then, the entire hand along with some part of his wrist was hanging off the rest of his arm. Our Social Science teacher, who helped rushed Mr. Erick Crunchybones to the hospital, had a story to tell us the next day. She compared Erick (who's kind of rich) to a street kid(who was also brought to into the hospital) with the same injury, bone fracture. While the doctor was realigning their bones, she said Erick was bawling his head off, loudly crying, and the street kid just bit his lip and endured the pain. I don't know the point of her sory really. Its obvious that Erick, thecrunchybonedbutrichoy, would express pain so openly because he's used to living softly and richly and the hardened street kid wouldn't. I don't know, maybe she thought we should all be like that street kid. Bear our pain in stoic silence because it seems more manly somehow. If I was in that situation, I'd try but if I can't bear it, I would howl in pain too.

Another interesting thing happened during the year. I think we were doing a school project in a classmate's house. The classmate's name is Christina. They had this basketball court (in the house! yeah they're rich) and we decided to take a break and play basketball. There's 3 girls and 3 boys in the group. This guy, named Rommel, think he's the class clown or something and loves to pull jokes on people. While I was doing a jump shot, he pulled my shorts down. Good thing, I was wearing jockeys so my dick and balls were still hidden but the 3 curious girls in the group stared at my fruit. Later that afternoon, I scored my first kiss with christina and I get to mash her boobs. I thought I had it made but that dickhead, Rommel, was already courting her in secret. He probably mashed those boobs ahead of me. I was pretty retarted then and I thought "No way I'm going to share boobs with Rommel". I let the dickhead have cristina because as my old friend Biado used to say "I dont eat leftovers!"