50798 #1 – Daylight Ninja

Remember awhile ago when I posted this announcing this?

What happened to it you might have asked (or not). Well here’s the story-

Initially I had planned to do a series of comic strips revolving around my life in high school. But it turns out, I didn’t too many ideas for comic strips concerning my life back then. So I put the project on hold, and eventually forgot about it.

Fast forward to about a few days ago, I observed an incident on the LRT which gave me the inspiration to finish up the first strip I had planned for the series way back. Anyways, since I don’t have enough material for a website of its own, I have decided to make 50798 a category for my blog posts instead. Comic strips and whatever stuff related to my life in school will be posted under it.

And finally, why 50798? That was the postal code for my school, Garden International School KL, which I thought was a fitting title for the strip ๐Ÿ™‚


#1 – Daylight Ninja

So a few days ago in the LRT, I wrote this down in my journal:

I think I used to be that kind of guy. Always getting the slightest feeling of elation whenever a girl talked to me- hot or not. Happy that any girl would even give me the slightest bit of her attention.
Just the very thought of speaking to a girl would send shivers up my spine and make me smile at the same time.

Now that’s not the case anymore- a girl is just another person. Attractive or not, I’ve learned to not “put them on a pedestal”, instead treat them like how I would treat anyone else. That way you don’t end up getting stepped on or taken advantage of. Everyone learns that lesson someday. The backfire of such a mentality is that with your guard up all the time, it’s kinda hard to tell when a girl is genuinely being nice to you or she is being nice to use you- you usually assume the worse.

Anyway, I take the train and so I observe all sorts of people on my journeys. I noticed this one guy, he was kinda big sized, looked real shy, and like the sort of guy who had issues with his confidence. So he was just standing on the train minding his own business when he saw a girl he recognized. He stood staring at her until the girl turned around and saw him as well. She waved to him, walked over and stood next to him. She wasn’t hot, but the dude’s face lit up and he had the widest grin on his face. Kinda like a nomad who had been traveling for days in the desert without water was given a 1.5L bottle of water.

So anyway, they had a chat until they both got off (at the same stop) and I jotted this down in my journal. I miss that feeling I used to get.. sometimes I miss being that kind of guy.

Which brings me to my comic- Daylight Ninja.
One day after school, I went to see this pretty girl, named Christin, for a drink at Starbucks after class. I was young and shy back then, and I didn’t want my friends to know that I was going out for a drink with her (to avoid all the unwanted teasing :P) so I put on a black shirt and a black cap to disguise myself as I walked out from school. It was a pretty successful disguise, I think only one dude noticed me walking out of school and he wasn’t a close friend so he never bothered asking where I was going. Until now I don’t think many of my close friends even knew it happened. Haha.

Anyone with similar stories, don’t hesitate to share them here ๐Ÿ˜›

6 thoughts on “50798 #1 – Daylight Ninja”

  1. haha that’s a very interesting insight of a person’s psyche. been reading up alot on psychology lately.

    i think the transition of not being shy anymore is probably the cause of hormone balance. as a teenager, our body is still trying to balance the explosion of hormone from puberty (in this case, testosterone) and inevitably, we became much more self-conscious (uncertainties which lead to shyness) in the presense of opposite sex.

    i’m thinking another plausible explanation could be due to “habits”. like we get nervous naturally when we encounter something foreign and new the first few times. and over the cause of time after we practised the same thing again and again, we become much more familiar with the subject and confidence.

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  2. anyway about my own experience.. i haven’t told anyone about this. guess it’s time i share it too haha.

    coming from an all-boy school, i was a huge geek back then so basically i came into contact of my own sexuality later than most.

    i was around form 3 back when ICQ was the shit. i got to know a girl whom i never met before. eventually i mustered the courage to call her, it was my first ever “serious” phone call with a girl u get what i mean. hahaha i was so nervous my mind became a blank and i stutter the whole time. she noticed that i was so nervous and asked if that was the first time i chat with a girl and i instinctively said NO but she was kind enough not to laugh in my face.

    that’s not all.. i learned from that humiliating experience. next time i would chat with a girl, i would write down in a list of topics that i wanted to talk about before i made the call. and that went on for about another year and i never told nobodies about it.

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  3. I used to have such a giddy rush when I’d do a double-take and see the chick also doing a double-take! Only got that again very recently on the bus. Must take note to stop looking like a rapist.

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  4. moy : thanks for sharing. haha I think most guys have been through that (the whole ICQ phase). i’ve done the list once before, but it wasn’t very successful! after i finished the list, i had no idea how to continue the conversation and there was awkward silence. haha

    Albert : maybe if you put your camera down for a second, girls might think you’re not so perverted after all!

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  5. Hah, you forgot to mention that we did the stealth ninja thing even WAY AFTERWARDS ๐Ÿ˜› SORRY FOR DRAGGING YOU INTO THE MADNESS HAHA

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  6. Christin : there’s gonna be more comics, don’t worry, I’ll try to tell every single tale :p and you don’t have to apologize, it was fun trying to be undercover agents. Haha

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