New chapter…the chronicle *updated*
Posted by on April 22nd, 2006 | 0 comments
It has been ups and downs in my life lately. Im trying to put aside all the pain behind.
Open up a new chapter in my life….
It is roughly 6 months to go before i reach 26. I’ve to achieve something fast. But above
all, im deeply thankful to my parent and God, without their blessing I wont be in this world.
( sounds like schematic words … ) Thank to those who are really close to me, my friends and foe for making
me a better person.
Before I open up a new chapter, I guess it is better for me to flashback some of my lifestory here so that i’ll keep remember it for the future and many years to come. Godwilling..
All this while..
- I’ve become independant from my family earlier than I thought I would. In primary school,I lived with my Granny. Away from my familly. Reached age 13, I went to boarding school somewhere in Labu, Negeri Sembilan.The school name is Sekolah Menengah Agama Persekutuan Labu, Negeri Sembilan….. One of the finest boarding school in the country. Probably my UPSR result is not just ‘4A’ but A with some qualities
- But being me, the rebellious son, i quit the school. I don’t want to end up being an ustaz Not to say that Im opposing any religious jobs when i grow older, but it is not something in my blood. Thankfully my younger brother had become one But, it’s not that easy to quit islamic boarding school, i’d to go the state islamic school first before able to enter any ordinary school. So form 2, I was sent to Sekolah Menengah Agama Al Mashoor, Pulau Pinang.
- Then, form 3, i quit and able to go to Sekolah Dato’ Onn Butterworth Pulau Pinang. Being a smart student (angkat bakul sendiri jap), i’ve no trouble to score 8As in the PMR (LOL). The only competitor for me that time was a chinese boy. If i didnt get no 1 in the whole form 3, he will, if he is not,then I am the no 1.Muahahha… Only he and I manage to get straight As in the PMR for SDOB.
- Age 13 (form 1) to age 15 (form 3) alone,had teach me alot. I’ve learned and experienced:
- How to survive. My mother once told me that I was born backward (’songsang’). Im not sure what really ’songsang’ means. If im not mistaken its leg that cameout first. I’ve to risk being choke up by the cordlife. My tokwan said, i’am a fighter because of being born that way *shrug*. Not sure how true is it. But looking down my lifehistory, im sure somehow its connected.
- Fight.Yeah, im Blackbelt (althought its not called belt, but to simplify it) Silat Lincah holder, not to brag about it, but to show that you can discipline and control yourself despite being surrounded by ‘criminal’ friends that end up selling drugs, thievery, etc, by joining this kind of activities eg Taekwondo, Silat, name it. Learning Silat, its not the physical lesson that you have to took but, but also the spiritual.Otherwise, it is just empty. You’ll not gonna learn the martial art thoroughly. I’ve completed my study through the ‘berlimau’ session. Got punched straight to my chest 40 times and beaten up by 3 inches ‘ rotan’. My other friends, which is more senior than me, got whack by parang, nasty. But he is very much alive . One more good thing to learn this kind of martial arts is it will boost up your confidence. Pretty much true. Once I engaged in a 8-to1 fight, really dramatic. Hmm, guess i keep this story to myself.Im not regretting become anak murid Lincah.(semangat Jebat amalan Lincah).
- standup for my rights.
- being independant.Guess, being the third out of 5 childrens, made me in the middle and less attention. So i learn how to become independant.
- listen to Bob Marley, this is why they called me Bob.
- go to disco at really young age ,LOL. This is the best part lol. Disco at daytime *wink* The disco is called ‘the Souls’ and few others i can’t remember. So don’t brag about your disco life.I’ve taste it a long time ago.
- exposed to p*rnography , muahahaha
- exposed to computer and Internet world. I bet those youngsters nowadays don’t even know + use gopher, netscape navigator, BBS, and many other ‘oldskul’ stuffs.
- broke up my arms, during football training session.
- Form 4, I joined Sekolah Menengah Sains Tun Syed Sheh Shahabudin. Took the "Aliran Kejuruteraan". Thought i want to be an architect or engineer.I turned down MRSM offer to go to MRSM Pengkalan Chepa under skim "Pendidikan Khas". Probably this is why MARA rejected my loan request.
- This time, my academic achievement went down. I played alot, sleep alot, and was not focusing on my study.
- This is where i met Pak Ros idong, Mat Duan, Su, Jiman, Bulat, Jan, Iqbal, Gombak, Kay, Mat Fakh (was schoolmate during Primary School ), Anak Indu (Hafiz, also was schoolmate Primary School), Qhalid (was my tutionmate during Primary School), Ilish (also my tutionmate during primary school), and many others.
- SPM, my result still OK maah, 9 aggregate.
- Age 16 to 17:
- Join KRS in form 4. Since all other clubs already close their registration. KRS stands for Kadet Remaja Sekolah. Hahah what a lame.
- Join PBSM in form 5. Just because of so lazy to join other clubs activities.
- Boycotted by my teacher (Bahasa Melayu) just because i wrote a story that perli her. It is because after we went to Pulau Langkawi for a Science Camp, she was making a lot of fuss about it, eg wasting school money, etc.. I think she is jealous because no Bahasa Melayu camp.Suhaizi and Amrizal felt he wrath too. Hahhahaha, sorry guys.
- Play ‘kuda’ at the BM old town. Hahah cebai sapa tah ajar aku ni, aku rasa Pak Ros, tak pon Jan.
- Learn Internet further more, especially IRC *wink*. Ah got myself a cyber girlfriend too. Hahah what a lame. Im so addicted to IRC life. This is how i knew Tenno’s and the gang.I’ll write about my IRC life later, and the consequences of it to my life.
- Got offered to local private universities Uniten and Unitele. I turned down Uniten, and joined Unitele. Got scholar from Yayasan Telekom some more.. wuhuu…
- But damn economic recession, im supposed able to further my study oversea. But, guess its not just me, the whole 1997 batch. Sorry guys, i think its not our ‘rezeki’.
Ok, I’ll stop here, will continue again this story of my life, well maybe only just a part of it. The rest is not for public …he he he
