What Does Your Birth Date Mean?

After reading DSvT , I saw this ' what does your birth date mean?' I would like to have a try. Here it goes....

What Does Your Birth Date Mean?

Your Birthdate: June 5

You have many talents, and you are great at sharing those talents with others. Most people would be jealous of your clever intellect, but you're just too likeable to elicit jealousy. Progressive and original, you're usually thinking up cutting edge ideas. Quick witted and fast thinking, you have difficulty finding new challenges. Your strength: Your superhuman brainpower Your weakness: Your susceptibility to boredom Your power color: Tangerine Your power symbol: Ace Your power month: May Hahaha, Superhuman brainpower I have and is always susceptible to boredom. O..o.. I see why some are jealous of me. Haiya, Why should we be envious of others success? Jealousy may bring frenzied frustration, imbalance..... .

Old-school Tag

I was tagged by Daniel a week ago. Now this is what I have in my old hard disk.
I was sent to school at the age of 4+ while my pals were still suckling and pampered by parents.

1) 5 bad habits when you were in your school days
* Seldom finish my primary school homework. I think I was exempted from homework for I was nonaged.
* Hide and Seek during recess. We slipped into the pepper garden which was owned by a popo nearby our school. Hundreds of pepper berry scattered on the ground after our visit.
* Chaffing round the class with rubber bands and paper pellets.
* Drowse off in the afternoon session
* Tug of war. I jabbed a ruler into a crack of the wooden wall and had a tug of war with a student next door.

2) 3 of my favorite subjects..why?
* None of them are interesting.

3) 3 subjects that you dislike..why?
* Almost all subjects for no reason.

4) Interesting About Me
* Selected by music teacher to represent the class for inter-class singing competition. I shed my tears in front of the class and yet was put on stage. (Sob! Sob! a nonaged little girl in Transition class).
* Offered myself for English Speech Competition. I worked hard and was awarded. (Form 2)
* A participant of school swimming team for 4 years.
* A school basketball player for 3 years.
* I passed my Senior Cambridge with a Division II at the age of 16. I doubt how could I pass my exam.

5) I used to love..
* playing basketball
* swimming
* dancing
* hanging around the school

6) I couldn' live without ...
* my elder brother. I was only 10+ years old when I left my parents and continued my secondary school education with my elder brother. We were in the same class. My dad rented two small rooms in town for us so we needed to do the cooking and washing by ourselves. My brother is always the one who takes good care of me.


7) Who did you call before you sleep at night?
* We had no telephone at that time.

Nonok

Hahaha, when I came across 'nonok' at Suituapui blog commented by kpenyu, I linked this word to Melanau dialect. What does it mean?
I remembered when I first came to Mukah, this most probably was my first Melanau word I learnt. My late hubby was a 'Cilanau' which means 'Cina Melanau'.
I stayed with my Melanau mother-in-law who spoke Hokkien most of the time. She seldom conversed in Melanau though she was a typical Melanau. I was told that My father-in-law, a China-orientated man had great authoritative manner of speaking Hokkien at home.
One of my naughty niece said, "Aunty, aunty, if you want to learn Melanau, I'll teach you."
"Well, then teach me simple and easy word." I responded with gratitude.
"Nonok" she said and asked me to repeat after her.
"Nonok" I repeated.
Wah, she gave me a big, big grin and praised me for my strong Melanau accent. I was on a high exhilarating elation for days.
I was a stupid idiot and I kept on repeating the word and other newly learnt words like: telo, melo, ako, bei, tabei, bla bla bla....all sounded like telur, telur, telur.....
After couples of day learning Melanau, I was excited and I wanted to show my genius for vernacular learning.
Then, I told my late husband what I have learnt.
"ako-I, melo-we, telo-you, bla bla bla, only one word and the first word I learnt 'nonok', I don't know what does it mean."
"Hahaha! I will teach you some more,"tugei, dinei, ........" my late hubby cried out.
There, there, there, you see, I learnt those "interesting and funny" words first from my late hubby before I proceeded to formal Melanau.
I was too embarrassed by my ignorant of 'nonok' at that time.
Ladies and gentlemen, do you know what does it mean now? ROTFL!!

The spectre

June 2006 was a creepy month for me.
My kids were not around. The eldest son was pursuing his master in UTM, my second son was having his industrial training in Kuching, whereas my youngest daughter was having matriculation class in Labuan Matriculation College.
I resided alone and now is still alone in my own old wooden house.
Some of my friends exclaimed, "Come on, Anita, are you not scared staying alone?
I was once affrighted by my own hallucination or my illusive imagination or may be it really was fantasm. This created a sense of ghosts existing in my house. Was my house haunted after being vacant for two weeks?
It was a chilling experiment I ever had when I came back home after two weeks away to visit my brother in Singapore and my eldest son in Johor.
The first week, I sensed a black figure ghosted across my room and stood by my bed with a suspicious smile looking at me for two consecutive nights . Huh, I was pondering what was that. I kept my bed room light on ever then at night. The phenomena vanished.
The second week, I smelled awful fishy decay remains in one of my room, and pungent smell in the other twos when I came back from work. I sprayed the room with air refresher. The smell diminished. I started cleaning and clearing away all the unused stuffs.
I had a creepy-crawly feeling when I entered my bed room.
SOB SOB, I was suffering from insomnia for couples of weeks.
I was bewildered. Was it ghost or just my psychological disturbances for being staying alone?
I thought I needed a psychiatrist. I prayed and asked for God's wisdom and discernment.
Finally, I made a decision to say a requiem mass for my late husband, and a house blessing session. I told my parish priest, Reverend Father Michael Lee about what I had encountered past few weeks. Reverend Father Michael Lee agreed to celebrate a mass at my house.
A number of more or less 35 brothers and sisters came and attended the mass. After the requiem mass and house blessing, we had a session of fellowship. The door was opened and banged shut. Oh, it might be because of the wind! Every body looked at me weirdly.
Reverend Father Michael told a joke, "Anita, let the phantom one take good care of your house."
"No," I said, "Lord Jesus will take charge of my house. The one had been here for couple of weeks already. It needs to leave my house."
Until then, I could able to take a chill pill. My insomnia was healed.
Now I am fiercely proud of my own independent individualism.
Praise the Lord!