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whether I know who my brother, DC is getting married or not.

my answer 2 months back will be “yes”
and how I come to know it?

common friend of his told me. She was disappointed. And she asked if I knew about his being all this while? I told her that as a friend, I should not jump into the conclusion or tell anything bad about friends.

She moved on. I got busy with my own life that I couldn’t find time to be busybody about him… until last week

Schoolmate returned to KL from Singapore. He asked few of us (setapakian) out. We went to Teh Tarik @ Steven Corner Setapak. He told me that DC had informed him that he got married. I wasn’t surprised and asked if he knew who’s the lucky girl.

He told me that he is not sure of as the girl wasn’t the same girlfriend he had in Form 6. He further added that I can get to see their wedding picture in the Friendster. Hence, I just manage to go to the friendster to take a peek. Finally notice the name. Seems familiar.

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Catching up with an old friend, JL as to remain him in the dark. A very old one indeed. I knew him since 1989 and he is a very typical “banana” guy. The reason coined him for being ‘banana’ is his inability to speak in mother tongue. Yes, despite he is a Chinese but unable to speak any of the dialect reflecting him being a very ‘banana’ back then. Now, I am blogging this post is dedicated to him as to remind him for getting me into trouble back in primary school then.

Before i even start to talk about the incident particularly, he was one of them whom got me into a lot of trouble. However, there’s one incident that I should not put the blame on him but rather, myself as well for being mischevious. I recalled me being caned and punished by my parents for going to his place to play marbles @ the rooftop, and his parents insist that I stay back for dinner before heading home. Because of that, my parents was furious as I was only 12 years old that time and they were concern about my safety especially when I get back home that late.

Anyway, coming back to the incident where he got me into the trouble was back in Standard 5. I was a prefect back then. A rotten one to say the least. So coincidentally, this JL was working on some lyrics. It happened to be that he was working on Que Sera Sera, with a slight twist here and there. He shared it with me and here is how it suppose to be…

When was young, asked his mother what will he be?
Will he be a sucker, will he be a fucker
This is what she says to me…
Que Sera Sera
Whatever will be, will be
the future are not for us to see
Que Sera Sera

Just a slight change on that, I inserted one of the classmate name and sing in front of him. Back then, I was naive and doesn’t even understand the meaning of ‘fucker’. This friend of mine, Andy when I sang the song to him ended up pissed off. He reported the incident to a teacher. Not sure which one but I ended up facing the music.

dictionary

The whole class knew about it and then, suddenly the entire class knew about the word “fuck” and “fucker” means. I still can remember there’s one classmate who find me the answer by flipping through his dictionary.

Oh well…

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It was quite a cliche’ back then in high school. Whenever I saw Kau, it reminds me of the story and the statement others made.

Last time when the outdoor basketball court still exist, which located near to the hostel is where all the dispute and negotiation took place. Often, when there is the need to settle the disagreement, they would set a time to meet up after school at the basketball court.

As the story goes, it happened to be one of typical situation where there’s a mutual agreement need to be achieved at that point of time. Several of my friends were there. They were part of the negotiators to negotiate with the opposition. Sometimes due to the conflict of interest, it was hard to reach the common ground instead it boils and the scene were pretty ugly.

At one point, Pao noticed that there won’t be any conclusion out of it when suddenly, the main person from my friend side was punched in the face. Pao responded with the short command to our tanker (someone who can stand up since he was big in size), “Kau. Run. Grab tools”

Our tanker, Kau heard the first 2 words which is “kau. run”. With the blink of an eye, he was fleeing away. The rest was stunned knowing Kau flee on his foot which caused a chain reaction. The rest joined him fleeing from the scene. It concluded that my friend’s team were on the losing end. As Kau was the frontliner, everyone was following him until there’s one breaking point.

He was taking a longer path, which is along the corridor towards the main gate. Others was looking at him and decided to use a shorter path. In the end, the rest were in front of him and he was left behind.

The aftermath was that everyone was talking to Kau especially when Pao wanted to counter attack but he fleeing causing the group break loose. Hehehe… Oh well, that’s what studying in Setapak High were all about.

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Cocka Doodle
Today at 6:56pm
Ok….i do her front, you do her back ok? LOL

Dale Tan
Today at 9:38pm
do who jek???

Cocka Doodle
Today at 11:41pm
neh…that inflatable doll you sent me.

Dale Tan
Today at 12:20am
sandwich?
cool.. but let’s try out something else first…
err, let me think.

Cocka Doodle
Today at 1:01am
let’s try the locomotive then…..me behind you. Muahahahaha!!

I am afraid~
See, like this also can. another post. Muahahahaa

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Studying in TAR College proved to be more fun than we know. Note that it has nothing to do with current issue of the UTAR.

I’m writing this because of the relation to the friends of mine. In fact, part of the major attraction of TAR College wasn’t purely about the Yum Yum Park which Wingz did a post joke about. I knew about the Chow Kit as I am a Kuala Lumpurian. Not to my coursemates. Most of them came from outside of Klang Valley.

They had little exposure of the city and keen to live in a big city like KL. The endless nightlife. It seems that when the sun set, and the sky is dark… the real life just begins. You can begins to see the different faces of the world.

One particular night, my coursemates mainly on motorcycles decided to head to downtown. It was midnight by then via the motorcycles to venture to the Chow Kit. It was known as the place where so-called a “red light” district. Now, I don’t know what is happening to the place at night. Back then, there were a lot of transvestites.

My uncle used to bring me for supper and we would pass by the place. So since I am used to the place and they haven’t been there, we decided that night to go to take a look. It’s more of like an induction course for them….

Heading down, they saw a few hot looking transvestites. One of them flashing her fake boobs to a friend of mine. And I miss that sight. And he was so excited. Hehe…. He must be a virgin

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After doing the tag from AhPek, he just reminds me to pen down all the memories I had in High School. For that matters, I will grow old one day, and totally forgetting about the good old memories with my bunch of friends.

I never really cheated in exam. Minus the SPM time of course, which is totally unrelated matters which will find some time to talk about it. My first cheat which got caught was back in Form 4. It was pretty obvious. That time was cheating in History examination. Back then, the History subject seemed tough with the need to remember names and dates.

Somehow, during the first semester in Form 4 that due to the lack of interest, most of us unable to answer the examination. Out of all the questions, I manage to recalls some of the subjects mainly the socialism and such. Hence with Ivan referring the textbook, and I manage to pen down my answers, we exchanged our answers sheet.

Who knows that not only he copy the entire things without modification, but passed around to few more of my friends. There was a big hoohaa as even the top student also seems lost. He claimed that it was due to the Choral Speaking activities that we slacked. Almost everyone was copying someone during that examination of the History paper.

Now thinking back, it was fun and exciting breaking the rules. Hehe.

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AhPek kindly giving me the honor of the tag of the title above. To write a story how notti I was in school back then. But I so blur that when I read his blog, only poem. I thought I was suppose to blog about any poem. That’s not true. Eventually I have to scout the previous tagger and found out the rules as follows:-

1. Write about one of your naughties moment in secondary school
2. Story must not be shorter than 20000 words. Jk. Just dont make it too brief lah
3. Tag bloggers who you think have really interesting stories to tell. Don’t go “ah i wont tag anyone” .

Walking down the memory lane, I have not much of naughties moment as most of my time I am a goody 2 shoe in school. Nothing much happened as I tried my best to behave myself there.

Since Form 3, my group of friends were one of the noisiest group. There was one time that we been relocated to a old block, with no utilities for that particular year which in Form 4. We remained there until Form 5. The teachers complained that even at the teacher’s lounge they could even heard our voices.

While in Form 3, there were about 6-7 of us whom are particularly sitting in a group. Even when the teacher is teaching we would be discussing or talking among each other. One day while we were chit chatting among each other, suddenly the Malay Language teacher called a friend of mine whom sitting behind me. He was day dreaming, I guess.

The teacher threw him a question from the textbook. “Apakah Komen Anda?” which translated to “what is your comment on this?” Since we were talking and sing song while she was teaching, we all have no idea what to answer. Another friend, Dan being smart whispered “No Comment”. This friend whom was stood up to answer the question replied nonchalantly “No Comment!”. Out of sudden, we all burst into tears laughing out load. We couldn’t imagine that he would gave such answer.

The teacher was at first shocked. She later calmed herself down and proceed with the lecturing of the rest of us. But there are more than what I have mentioned which reminds me of the story of the cheating during exam.

Asking me to tag some bloggers? Well, let’s see what this VI boy got to tell. After all, VI boys ain’t saint either. :p
I also wanted to know what would this linpeh do when he was in secondary

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Following up with my previous post, I begin to dig out all my past and then, I saw a stack of collection. Niabeh, people collects stamps or whatever that is valuable. I collect CNY cards. =.=”

Maybe it was because these were given by my friends. The first card that worth mentioned it this. “Keep It” Mahai… and I really keep it since 1993. Been like 14 years already. And I also dunno where this fella already gone. Lost contact in secondary, form 2 where he have to re-locate several times due to his dad occupation.

Then I have this good friend of mine, whom took all his trouble to write a few words. Guess that time English was a bit tough for him. It stated, “Dear T*n, May Our Friendship Come True Last Longer That Can Make You A Happier Friend”

Come to think of it, I also wanted to laugh his mistake. Our friendship back then wasn’t true? Maybe he was too engrossed with “May Your Dreams Come True” I think.

When we were young, anything also we can think of. I had a friend we often called him “Tangki” due to the pronounciation of his name. So, that particular year, he gave me a CNY card, which he signed with “Water Supply” + a Swastika next to it. =.=’

Then I have this best buddy of mine whom been keeping in touch since primary 1. Furthermore, his family know my uncle and somehow, we were very close. I couldn’t ever forget that he bite me while I endlessly whacked his back. See, like chinese saying.. never fight, never knew each other. In his CNY cards, he wished me to “Work Harder. Don’t work halfway”.

Come to think of it, I think that year, I really worked like a dog….

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J asked why that I keep posting most of the dota events but not the Poppy Garden and their clubbings event?

Come to think of it, she does have a point. Therefore, last Saturday it was one buddy and a few lat kyok friends celebration of birthday for the November childs. Since no one was organizing the event, therefore no one willing to spend few hundred bucks over the few bottles of Chivas.

I woke up around 7pm that evening when Kelvin decided to pick me up for dinner. I was damn hungry and then we went to fetch S couple. 4 of us headed to 7ate9 for some snacks. At first, I was hesitate to order some food since it was quite costly for my dinner. Seeing S and Kelvin order like nobody business, then I also order la. I ordered a plate of side dish – garlic fried long bean worth of RM9.70 excluding taxes. That was a masterpiece of food I would say. Everyone that patrons 7ate9 should get a plate of the long bean.

Sorry guys, no pics from that as we all camera shy ma. Total spending was around 300++ for 4 person dining with additional 4 person whom drop by later for drinks. 8 of us sitting at 7ate9 until 11.45pm waiting for the Erik to call us. Until then, no one called up and assuming that 8 of us will go to Poppy early to open a bottle or two.

When we reached there, Estee was asking all of us to share and open 2 bottles of Chivas. Frankly to say, we decline the invitation stating that we are anticipating for Erik and the others to open first.

I tell you, these bunch of people drink liquors like drinking milk. Of course, its the nectar of life for them. Just to show you how well are they drinking, they finish 20 bottles of Chivas last time during S’s birthday. Here’s the picture showing the bottles they taken back dated in August.

Yeah~! Now, no more mana already. Depleted.

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Further to the lost post, which was lost during the attack/hack few days ago. I wanted to re-post the same thing over again but lack of the idea how to.

It was on 2nd September, when the gang and I went to mojo. Ivan arrived late and soon we depart to mamak at setapak for second round. The reason was the gang drink juices instead of alcohol. -_-”

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