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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

Thinking back, what I did in school? Let me go back to the primary school. I still remember some stuff that was really bad. But overall I was a goody two shoe kind of kid.

First of all, when I was in Standard 4, I was nominated by my teacher to be the prefect. Hence I become one and worse come to worse, I was mischevious. There was one time I forgot to do my homework so the next day, my teacher was furious especially the prefect (me) whom suppose to be the role model does his homework to meet the deadline of the submission. I opted for my best act. Pretend to be a nut case. I didn’t gave any reaction to her. This really drive her up the wall which resulted me, being one of the prefect to be punished to finish the homework alongside the corridor with the rest of those whom didn’t finish their homework.

Another time was ought to be funny. It turned out that I had all the effect on me. Once I was instructed to get my subject teacher to be in for her slot. Hence, I managed to catch her in the teacher’s lounge and she told me that she’ll be in a 10 minutes time. Upon returning to my classroom, I told the rest of them, “Guys, time to have fun and make noise!!” Guess what, the class really live to it and the next thing I knew was my subject teacher came in furious. The class was out of control. The rest was history. I got blamed for every mess I created. That’s ok but it caused me to lose credibility to preside as the school head of prefects. Hahaha….

That’s all about my primary school time. However in secondary, there were so much incident that happened that will be too much to be told. Believe it or not, you can just select the category - Setapak High for more of my story. Here, I’ll share one of those stories that haven’t been written.

*this post was written because I did not read AhPek instruction properly….. *

What you would do when you wake up in the wee hours in the morning, just to rush back to office to complete the deadline for report submission. Especially your weekly activities sales report? I did that this morning. Waking up around 5am and left the house at 6am just to beat the traffic.

So, since it is so early in the morning and refreshing air, I tuned in to fly.fm - where it’s all about the music. yeah~! I heard the song called “just so you know” from Jesse McCartney. I was more tuned to the lyrics. Here’s the lyrics c&p.

I shouldn’t love you but i want to
I just can’t turn away
I shouldn’t see you but i can’t move
I can’t look away

And i dont know how to be fine when i’m not
Cause i don’t know how to make the feelings stop

Just so you know
This feelings takin control
Of me and i can’t help it
I wont sit around
I can’t let him win now
Though you should know
I’ve tryed my best to let go of you
But i don’t want to
I just gutta say it all before you go
Just so you know

It’s gettin hard to
Be around you
Theres so much i can’t say
And do you want me to hide the feelings
And look away

And i dont know how to be fine when i’m not
Cause i don’t know how to make the feelings stop

Just so you know
This feelings takin control
Of me and i can’t help it
I wont sit around
I can’t let him win now
Though you should know
I’ve tryed my best to let go of you
But i don’t want to
I just gutta say it all before you go
Just so you know

This emptyness is killin me
I’m wonderin why i’ve waited so long
Lookin back i realize it was always there to be spoken
Now i’m waitin here
Been waitin here

Just so you know
This feelings takin control
Of me and i can’t help it
I wont sit around
I can’t let him win now
Though you should know
I’ve tryed my best to let go of you
But i don’t want to
I just gutta say it all before you go
Just so you know

I wish I could sing that. Nah.. I can’t sing.

Things happened for a reason. That’s life. Everything was planned for you. Our lives are under construction. It ain’t completed yet. There are plenty to touch up on. It’s you that ain’t complete. It needs the time of your life.

Never wanted to be in such a morbid way of saying things but yes, that’s the fact of life. Despite all the ups and downs, by hook or by crook one has to deal with it. It’s just a life cycle.

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Someone told me that I shouldn’t think highly of that person. For that person might change. Just like one man’s meat is another man’s poison. I wonder what was the meaning of it all about. Bother not for the answer shall review itself through the act of time. Time will tell me for the worthy of the phrase.

Indeed they also said that I am so crazy enough for believing it. For that it shall never came into realization. Despite the fact and against the grain, I chosen the latter path. The road of less taken. Which I ended up persisting on it. Yes, it is against all odd but for that single word, I willingly enough to silly myself. Becoming a laughing stock to the rest of the world.

It was a turning point for that phrase. Nothing is impossible nor nothing are possible. There is something for nothing, and I had to come to it. I know the fact of the things that happened, for that I have no power to change it except the choice. Yet, I have made up my mind and stick to it. The risk factor. Yes, I have taken into consideration. It might cost the life of a person but heck, why settle for nothing. Going all way out for that thing you think it’s worthy enough?

Likewise as said, leave the hurting for me to bear. And I shall bless the ending for that wasn’t what I wanted. For that I believe it won’t come into realization. For it is just a dream. A fantasy. A tale of the forsaken one.

Enough with the rambling and time to sleep. Ciaoz

Why I say so? because I did a survey of questionnaire from this website.

The 41 Questions survey questionnaire is based on Myers-Briggs/Jung typology, which is a personality test designed to assist a person in identifying some significant personal preferences. Katharine Briggs and her daughter Isabel Myers developed the indicator during World War II, and its criteria follow from Carl Jung’s theories in his work ‘Psychological Types’.
The formulation of the questions and the personality types has been changed in this test, but the underlying indicator formula remains.

Good language skills in italian, french or german? Like this personality test? If yes: please drop us a line here. Thanks.

The result as follow:-

Your personality type:
Quiet, reflective, and idealistic. Interested in serving humanity. Well-developed value system, which they strive to live in accordance with. Extremely loyal. Adaptable and laid-back unless a strongly-held value is threatened. Usually talented writers. Mentally quick, and able to see possibilities. Interested in understanding and helping people.

Careers that could fit you includes:

Writers, artists, counselers, social workers, English teachers, fine arts teachers, child care workers, clergy, missionaries, psychologists, psychiatrists, scientists, political activists, editors, education consultants, journalists, religious educators, social scientists.

Hence, why I am still here? Coz’ I’m not a FMCG type of in this field. Some people are well hunted I think

The usual self, had been undergo tremendous change in within. I begin to notice that myself no longer able to find words for each and every post. The content become shallow. The gist was not in place. It just seems plain like a piece of white paper. Today when I read one of the customer email, it provoked me. I start to think wasn’t that my entire intention was once to be able to write like him? Here’s some of the excerpt I can recall. I can’t fully produce the content here due to the “sensitivity of the matter” and relates to my company I work with.

“Maybe by holding my fist and bending my knees shall …..” and “Utter the disappointment and …”

To me, it is highly above my started and further rubbing salt into injuries, it was full of sarcasm. On the side note, it was a good one.

Having said that, I still searching desperate for words. Words that can define what I had in mind. Often I noticed that I am not yet a good communicator for I having hard time to convey the message I wanted. From a simplicity of an issue to complication. One being oriented had ended disoriented from my words.

With nothing else in my mind, I best being retired in bed. Nites!!

here’s the plan. By the time this post is up, it is going in between money-minded posts. Yes. I’m I mean, that this post is being sandwiched. Basically just to inform; uh… well nobody seems to care. Actually, I’m on my way up north. Heading towards northern of west coast.

By the time the post is up, I shall be sitting in for a presentation to my customer in Penang. Leaving in the morning wee hours to meet up with another customer for a morning breakfast in Ipoh. Well, he’s is a wise man that taught me the meaning of responsibility. Reminds me that for the pay we are getting, is the pay we are paying for the amount of responsibilities. There’s no free lunch in this world. Everything comes with a price.

Packed with tight schedule, hopefully I could take some time off for my friends and relatives. Miss my cute nieces and nephews back in Bkt Mertajam. Got another gang of Utopia/Dota kaki also. It’s been a while too. Sigh~! Too many to be done yet too little time.

How can i miss out the fellow Penang bloggers? From bryan, ey, ks, chanlilian and so on… they are bunch of friends that so good to be true. let’s see how and if time permits, i’ll definitely will give a buzz.

Meantime, let’s pray hard that my other PIC¹, konfucious did not turn my site into his another scandalous infotainment. Hehehe…. have a great weekend. Do take note… It’s friday alrite.

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Yes. once again, the story got halted. Yours truly, that’s me - Dale is having is bugger blogger brain block once again. Thanks to the endless procastination in his life. When things piled up, he went into “cookoo” state again. Mindless and brainless. Thank you.

Partly because I getting myself a little hectic, in which this case is good. This is due to the good news from work. Manage to secure few deals and at least able to meet the management expectation for this year. So, now I need to bring myself to work even faster, that I have my next pipeline ready for next year. Learnt from Singam that make hay while the sun shines.

I need to sleep.

Long before today, I grew in multi cultural and multi racial community. Throughout my primary school, I grew up understanding Islam and my fellow Muslim friends. They are my best friend ever. I had a great brother who accepted Islam, and I not only grew up tolerating but accepting for who he is.

During my primary school years in Jalan Kuantan 2, I grew up improving my Malay language there. The first story book I bought was a "Cerita-cerita Legenda" from Minerva in Jalan Chow Kit. Since then, I started to collect my own collection of Enid Blyton's translation in Malay, known as "Lima Sekawan" (Famous Five), "Tujuh Penyiasat" (Secret Seven), and so much more. Besides Enid Blyton, I also collected such story books like Hardy Boys and Nancy Drew. All was in Malay language. As I've mentioned earlier, those comics I read was not Marvel but rather local comic strip from Gila-gila, Ujang, and Lat.

As I entered secondary school, I realised that I need to improve on my English command. Hence, I started to read a lot in English from the novel thriller by Stephen Kings, and magazine like CLEO and Female. Besides that I was blessed with great English teacher, Mrs P.T. Singam whom inspired me to learn more about English in form of literature. Ranging from poetry, idioms and sayings. These helped me to enhance my command of English. 

Throughout my tertiary education in TAR College, I met a bunch of friends whom came from a heavy Chinese background. From there and the association with them, I am able to speak even fluent Mandarin and Cantonese. Able to grasp certain characters and so forth. These was the time my Chinese get even better compared to older days. The bonus was my foul language in Chinese increased from just KNNCCB to southerns slang like "Lin Kun", "Kao Lin" and "Diao" as variation to the exisitng vocabulary.

Now that I came into the working world, I've learned even more in terms of tactful words and sayings. In fact, I felt I am getting better in painting a better picture in words that it does not hurt the targetted audience. Once a while, I will came across words that is so bombastic. For example, the word Repentance. Like repent on things we have said and done. How our words by the slip of tongue hurt others. 

The old me used to curse and cuss a lot about others. I've learned that for every words I said, will be laid upon others who hear it. It will bestow to the person for what you said might come true. My mentor once asked me, "Have you ever send a gift to a person?" which I replied "Yes". Being a wise man, he added "What if the person does not willing to accept the gift?" and I replied hasty, "Then I have to take it back with me"
. He said that same goes when you curse or cuss upon someone. If the person not willing to accept it, then it will bestow back upon the person directly or indirectly. 

Since that day, I tried my best not to say things I never meant. For from the slip of wound, it may recover. But from the slip of tongue, it may never heals. 

Even the bible also said, from the Gospel of Luke, 13:1-5

The choice is yours.

comes with a price.

Before we further dwell into whether it has a price tag or not, we need to identify those best things in life we could have.

Each of us have our own definition of best things. It ranges from everything to anything depending on ones' experience and needs. I told a friend of mine that I beg to differ that best things in life comes with a price. In fact, I do think that some of the best things in life are priceless. There's no price tag on earth can be placed on the best things you had in life. That's my humble opinion. Yes, there are some that are pricey and cost a life, but are they really best? Nobody knows except the one who chooses to dwell into it.

An excerpt from Miss Nepal 2002. Very touching indeed. You can find the complete of her article here

Love is a four-letter word and it comes for free. It is the foundation on which our lives are based: mother's love, family's love, friend's love, lover's love, pet's love. No price tags attached, no terms and conditions. But we are so caught up in our own lives, trying to keep up in the fast-paced world that we have no time for those who really mean the most to us. Yes, it will cost you money to keep your relationships: to buy surprise gifts, to cook, to call, to sms. But that amount is nothing compared to the priceless feeling of knowing you have a friend who cares and who cares about you. The best things in life do come for free.

However, last night my conversation over the MSN with a friend of mine told me the opposite. She said that best things in life comes with a price. For everything we gained, we will lose others. One cannot have the best of both worlds. And that will be the price one have to pay. I do agree that to a certain extend. Yet, she complaining that if best things can be quantified and counted then it's pointless. Either she was sleepy or I was intoxicated which in the end I have no idea what she is talking about, or what I wanted to know about….

Then I stumbled upon another site, where kids voicing out their opinion about best things in life. Suddenly, I realized that my mentor used to tell me that I need to pay the price. Like gaining a freedom, which is the best things in life where each and every individual have to sacrifice and paying the price. Imagine the civil wars and liberation. How many lives of the innocent have been paid in order to redeem the freedom we have today? 

Come to think further, that today my friendship with my old buddy has been deteriorating. Is it this is the price I have to pay in order to stop both of them fighting each other? So, sometimes best things in life cost you an amount. Yes, it is a price I need to pay but what is the worthiness of the price I am paying? 

After some struggle within, I came to a realization that there are some best things in life comes free and some comes with a price. If you were born with it, then it's free. Just like I'm blessed with love from the family and friends. It's free! However, when it comes to others for example falling in love, gaining financial freedom, gaining fame and being famous these will cost you a price. It comes with a price tag. The decision to make the deal or no deal is depending on yourself. Pay for the price.

Time to assess the worthiness of it.