Brother K.

If i ever learnt anything during my time in ITB, i have to thank brother K. This is one of the most brilliant minds ive ever met in my lifetime. Genius. I am thankful to GOD, that although the whole college is full of ah bengs, He send me a fren who can speak English. And this guy is indian( or more accurate, ceylonese means his ancestors come from sri lanka). This guy is a former PFS(Penang Free School) guy. His mother is a full-time tuition teacher.

How I got to know him.
At first when i went into classes, i sat in front of him. He was quiet. But i started breaking the ice. I said "Hi". But he answered me like a robot. I ask 1 question he answers 1 question. Later there was 1 day, he saw me going to take break alone, he asked me to join him. In front of ITB there was this Cathay cinema, and beside it there is a coffee shop tat sells reasonably good wan tan mee.

So from there on, we chatted. I was amazed by his thoughts. I can still remember, we chatted about China and India from political, economic, social and technological view. Not many people can chat on this kind of stuff. This guy knows a lot. From that conversation, i knew that he wasnt simple. He is brilliant. I can see that, he has a big dream. As i talked more with him, i realised that he has many creative ideas, solutions and concepts.

One may wonder, if hes so brilliant, why is he in ITB? well, i think it must have been the bad company he mixed with. A couple of bad decisions may have led him astray. His life experience is almost like Ah Seng. The diffrence is he is educated and aware of the things around him so he has more precaution.

His impact on me.
It is because of meeting this guy, i had a paradigm shift. Before this, i was a slacker who knew nothing about the things around me (katak di bawah tempurung). But after knowing him, i became a bookworm. I started reading more intellectual books. Perhaps it was the mental stimulation that he gave me, that motivates me to read more. Knowing that we can learn from one another. Bible teaches that as iron sharpens iron, man sharpens another man.

Sharing the same dream.
Becos i was a failure, i was determined to prove the world wrong. Me and brother K had the same reason to continue our life. We wanted to prove our worth in this world. We motivate each other day by day. His dream was to be a great businessman, like ananda krishnan. I learn lots of my business wits from this guy. Ive made up my mind then to be an enterprenuer after mixing with this fellow. Wat we usually do is, to share our ideas, and debate about it. We were dying to put our name in history. We also said that after being rich, we wanna enter politics. Hehe… all the theories we had at tat time, sounds funny, but i think it is workable. We were potential business partners. I thought we would be the next Larry Page and Sergey Brin (who is this 2 fellows? go find out urselfs).

The happy times.
Everyday, we would go for a game of snooker. He was like me, at tat time, still new to snooker. We had a short term goal. To master the game of snooker. At first we challenged each other. It seems that i learnt the skill faster and i went far ahead. But his analytical skills was superb. He was the one who taught me on how to live life with a strategy and tactic. At first we played each other. Later on, as i progressed, he became like my side-kick when i challenge the other ah bengs. I will challenge play with the ah beng, and he will comment beside me, and tell me wat i should be doing and encourage me. We made a good team.

There was once, we even went to play "ting ting"(video arcade games). He was the guy who introduced me to photohunt. Haha… his mind was fast. But slowly i picked up his skill. It seems that to identify the diffrences u must see the whole picture instead of looking 1 by 1. We challenged and play together in this aeroplane game called striker 1945 II. It was challenging. Both of us tried to beat each others score. At times we played as partners. As i said before, we form a good team. We had good understanding. The only game he couldnt play was King of Fighters. The pace of this game is too fast. Not many can play this games well. Only the ah bengs master it. I play king of fighters too, cos, im half-ah beng or … a banana-beng.

Sama Kepala.
This is the only guy that is "sama kepala"(same thinking) with me in ITB. Thank God for knowing such a person. Eventually he went to UK to work. I think hes having a great time over there. I know he can make it big some day.We still do keep in contact nowadays. Perhaps, we may work together as partners 1 day. Who knows?

This guy is one of the main characters during my time in ITB. Learnt a lot from him. He changed me from a feeling based person to a thinker. Today, if i think before i do something, it is this guy who changed me. He made me a bookworm. Thanks to the books he shared with me, i read a lot. We constantly exchanged books with each other. This is the only guy till today, who can follow me to the state-library everyweek. And we will recommend each other on wat book to read. Unfortunately, i dun read fictions. hehe…

What I shared with him.
He is an open minded person. He once asked me how i came to know Jesus. And i shared with him. He told me, that he admire my courage, because not many people can go against their parents will, especially when it goes against their beliefs(religion).

I told him, it wasnt easy for me. But ive decided to follow JESUS, not because i needed a concept or philosophy to continue my life. NO WAY. I dun need this religious rules to teach me how to live. We live in a free world.

I followed Jesus because, IT IS THE TRUTH. He is the true and living GOD. This man, Jesus, died for my sins. He payed the price. Unless u understand this, u cannot and will never be a christian. It is because of the truth, that i followed JESUS. Not because i needed help. It is later part in my life only i realised that … yeah… i need GOD in everything i do. But primarily, i became a christian, because, i know… it is the TRUTH. A fact that i cannot deny. Denial is foolishness. Because it is the truth, we can communicate with GOD. I shared with him how GOD spoke to me, at times even thru voices(once only). We can communicate with  HIM if tat is our desire.

I went against my parents will, not because i rebeled them, in fact it is after i came to know Christ that i began to love my parents. I told GOD, that, if u r true and real, then, u can help me overcome my parental objections. GOD has personally and specifically spoken to me, that He wants to do a good work in my family and restore the brokenness that has happened. I only need to trust and have faith in HIM. Later part of my story, u will realise how GOD change the way i felt about my parents, from HATRED to LOVE.

Brother K was open. He even asked me for a bible. Hmm.. i pray that he will c the truth 1 day. Ive always hope for the best for him. Thanx for being such a great brother.

To be continued….

Todays last match of the day, between my team One Way and Pelita, is definitely the classic match of the whole league. It was a thriller match. Spectators told me after the match that it was the most entertaining since the league started.

In this game, ive learnt that, we should NEVER EVER GIVE UP during a match. It aint over till its over. Ive always see this scenerio in japanese manga like "slam dunk". Its such a good thing i get to experience it myself.

Ok.. this is the scenerio. At first, Pelita scored the first goal. Hmm.. i guess it was a defensive error. And Pelita made good use of the oppurtunity. Later on we fought back. And my captain, Serene Tan equalised for us to make it 1-1.

In the begining, the match was controlled by pelita, led by the experienced Pr Edward. They attacked, and we kept defending. I played as a defender at first. Actually, i did a stupid mistake, i passed the ball to the middle, and Pr Edward scored from my blunder. He made it 2-1.

I praise my team mates that they didnt scold me or even show me their angry look. Instead, they encouraged me and said.. its ok. Thank u fellows.

After that, Pr edward scored another goal to make it 3-1. This goal arised from the rebound. He took a shot towards the goalie, it rebounded, and his next shot ensured he scored the goal.

Throughout the game, my mind was telling me one thing, " WE WILL BEAT THIS TEAM ". Many would have doubted it. Not me. Even before entering the match, i told some players from the Mighty Eagles team, "Expect the Unexpected from me", cos i tend to play better against the teams i dun like. And i happen not to like the Pelita team, cos they are the leaders in the league. Nothing personal, just rivalry. I will do my very best to ensure, that they will be defeated.

When Pr Edward scored the third goal, i guess it was their mistake. If they hadnt been too greedy to score so much, we wouldnt have gotten our fighting spirit. The more they scored, the more i  the more i wanted to beat their team. After they scored, i shouted out loud.. " CMON.. WE WILL BEAT THIS TEAM !!! ", i screamed so loud that everyone in the hall heard me say that. Once i said that, i felt some sort of power entering the team. Everyone was powered up. We were ready to crush our opponents. They started believing in themselves. I guess the Pelita team would have thought that theyve beaten us and can go home with 4 wins this week. But as i said, "It aint over till its over".

After that, our passes got better, our pace got faster, our shots got more and harder and we were dominating the game. I was breaking the defense all the way. Suddenly Serene Tan appeared at the most strategic position, and she asked for the ball. Because i was holding the ball, all attention was on me. That left Serene Tan in an open position. I passed to her, and she scored to make it 3-2.

Then i shouted again, "ONE MORE GOAL TO EQUALISE". And this time, our fighting spirit was doubled. Again, i dribbled the ball, cutting thru the defense. And again, captain marvel, Serene Tan appeared at the most open position and asked for the ball. I passed her the ball. And she converted into an equaliser to make it 3-3.

Oh my goodness, this cant be happening. We were celebrating like nobody’s business. I was screaming all the way YAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!! I was so extremely happy that i actually throwed my stick out of joy. The spectators were cheering and some were clapping. I felt like as though it was our homeground. Everyone was with us. The crowds were ours. We knew that, our play had turned the table upside down. I guess we played a thrilling and entertaining floorball. And the audience loved it. Everyone wanted us to beat this team cos this teams a strong team. The feeling was like David vs Goliath.

And then lastly, i screamed out loud… " ONE MORE WINNING GOAL !!!!". This time, we used up everything we had. I felt tat suddenly the whole team got an extra boost. We were then more confident of ourselves and we were ready to take on the juggernauts. The pressure is now on them. Weve gotten our momentum, and it was no turning back, cos ONE WAY has made up their mind to go home with 3 points from this game.

I was holding the ball this time. I felt Ivan running on my left. I tricked the opponent and gave a back pass to Ivan. And he went all the way cutting through the defenses and scored the WINNER!!!! The whistle blowed.We screamed like nobody’s business. Weve conquered, 3-4. We fought all the way. And we won.

I guess we won, because of our fighting spirit and Never-Say-Die attitude. They were the better team. But our burning desire to win surpassed all impossibilities. Our passion to win was greater. And that makes the diffrence.

I must say, Pelita is a good team. They were worthy opponents. They played good floorball. 1 thing i admire about them is tat their teamwork and coordination is good. Theyve showed us that good teamwork is the key to winning. Each team member knows what the other is doing. Their understanding of each other is telepathic. Btw, well done. This is a trait the Frontliners floorball club needs to develop if it is to conquer Penang. We need to develop this sort of understanding to get to the next level. We have talented players. All we need is coordination, and that will determine the winner and loser.

Learnt a lot from this match. Not just about floorball, but also about life in general. Wat a day. Hope to have more of this moments in times to come. Well done. Thanx Pelita, for the challenge!!!

Oks… i gotta gambatte ne… cheowZzZzZz..

As I said before, I cant wait for saturdays becos, on saturdays, we get to play FLOORBALL!!! I must say, today was the best league ive ever played in. The feeling of adrenaline rush!!!! not many thrive under such pressure.. hehe…

Temper Control
I enjoyed todays league cos, today ive achieved a few things. 1 of them was to be able to control my temper. Although this isnt something big, but to me, this was my promise with GOD. I told God long time before, i will never ever scold my teammates again. Then later, i told God I will never piss off another opposition player during a match. Ive sort of overcomed the first 1 but not the 2nd 1. Then came last week, when 1 of the goals i scored was dissallowed, i raised my voice and shouted to the referee and ask "WHY NO GOAL".

Since that day, i went home, feeling very convicted over my actions. I felt that i am so childish. As usual, when i feel bad, I speak to my creator. I asked for His forgiveness and later, i promised him that i will never ever lose my cool against my teammates, opponent and referee…never ever will i do so again. Today, i was tested. Im glad to say, praise the LORD, im able to control my coolness throughout the whole league. I didnt flare my temper on anyone else. I was pissed at the referee when he fouled me for a few inappropriate reasons, but thank GOD, i controlled myself well. I am actually praying hard for GOD to change this area of my life. It runs in the family. But it is the lie of the devil that i cannot overcome it. I know i can overcome it with Jesus. Because patience and gentleness are 2 of the fruit of the spirit. If i bear fruits, i am supposed to have these 2 characters.

Scoring from Long Range.
I had also achieved other goals such as, being able to score from a long range with the Kenny Khoo style trademark " sweep shot ".

Long ago before the PFA tournament, i still remember… i was supposed to play as a right forward. But later, i received a shocking news that my position has been changed to defender. At that point i was dissappointed. I demanded why i was changed. I was told that, ppl felt that i couldnt take shots, so i was dropped from my position.

Since then, i took it as a challenge and made up my mind that i will prove my critics wrong 1 fine day. I practice daily every morning below steven’s house. I took shots after shots, until my whole palm was full of blisters. Because of the wrong technigue i applied, i had to learn it the hard way. My hands was bengkak that i could feel some pain when i hold a pen. But it was worth all the effort.

Steven Tay and Kenny Khoo were the fellows whom taught me every trick i know. They tirelessly and patiently teach me how to take shots. I appreciate every moment they shared with me about their skills.They shared a lot with me about floorball from floorball sticks to their experience in PFA. Without their guidance and most importantly their INSPIRATION and ENCOURAGEMENT, i wouldnt be the player i am today. Thank You brothers for sharing with me. To me, these 2 brothers will always be the best players in the Frontliners floorball club.

Today, if u see me taking wrist shot, drag shot, slap shot, sweep shot, air hook, this is becos of 2 things, the critics and these brothers whom taught me on how to be a better player. Come 2 think back, critics do help us to be a better person, although at times it hurts…

My team, One Way lost 2 games, draw 1 game and won 1 game… i managed to score 2 goals. But my teammates on a whole, did played their hearts out and played well… so proud of u fellows. And the game we won, i must say, is the classic match of the whole league. My captain, Serene Tan scored a hattrick. Today’s league is memorable day for me. Hope to see more fun in the challenges ahead.

Ah Seng.

This fren of mines name is called Ah Seng. He comes from Kuala Kertih. Tat place is somewhere slightly above Sg. Petani. Ah Seng is an extremely worldly guy. Most of the things we talk about are very extreme stuffs. I learnt a lot about the black market world from this guy. Later on, i realised that im just a "katak di bawah tempurung".

This guy is very well exposed to many stuffs like drugs, prostitution, gambling, liquor and many other worldly pursuits. Mostly black market stuff.

However, 1 thing about him is that, his world is very small. He has a very closed mindset.Hes only been to KL once in his lifetime. I dun expect much from someone who doesnt receive proper education during his young age. Felt so thankful that ive actually completed my SPM.

He share with me about how a certain few ppl earn a living by just gambling in the Genting casino. How to use spirit to get the right card. It seems u cant ask the spirit to give u the right card if u ask for a big reward. Means to say, if u r betting big, ur chances of winning gets less. So usually this kind of fellows just bet enough to earn a living, instead of betting big.

There were a few times he share with me about what drugs is all about. I was exposed to it b4, but this guy, hes even more exposed. He mixes with drug addicts. Thank God hes not addicted to it.

There were a few times he asked me, "eh, wanna go Thailand?". U know la.. special service. I declined. I thank God for His protection over me all this while. I know, that i would have gotten tempted at that time, if it werent for my parental supervision and biblical teachings. I am a very curious person. This sort of thing would have caught me up. But bible says, that God will not allow u to be tempted beyond ur ability. God knows i cant handle it, thats y, im protected from it.

All I can say about ah seng is this… hes a very street wise sort of person. Even more than me for sure. This kind of fella, sure got lots of kang tau(contacts and oppurtunies). They can survive in this world. No prob.

I learnt a lot about snooker from this guy. 1 thing bout this fellow is that, he plays by "feel". He doesnt think much on the table. Hes so used to it that hes probably memorised all the angles. Of course hes been playing it for quite some time. He knows all the tricks, pull back, side ball, follow ball, screw ball, everything. Until today, ive never beaten him before except when he gives me a handicap of 10 points. Hes a great player. One lesson in life ive learnt from his is this, if someone is good at something, he doesnt have to think at all. So in order to be good at something, practice until u dont have to think. Thanx for the lessons..

A very good fren. Loyal one. Even after i left ITB for IPG, he still contacts me. We promised each other that if either 1 gets married, we must attend their wedding. So pray that i get married soon then i can see this guy again… hehe

I guess hes currently working in some kind of mechanic shop. Hes dream is to be a big tauke 1 day. I believe that one fine day, he can achieve it. All tauke’s i know, usually are lowly educated but highly streetwise and hardworking. He can make it. Only worry is his circle of friends..

to be continued….

The Type of people i met.

Ah Bengs
I met with a lots of kinds of Ah beng. You can say that even among the Ah Bengs, there are many puak or tribes. I happen to join many clans. Bcos im joining 2 sessions at 1 time so i get to finish my course faster and oso study longer periods. So i meet diffrent ppl all the time.

THE LEGENDARY 4 BENGS

I know this Ah Beng quartet of muscle beng, big Beng, small beng and stim2 beng. Tats how i use to call them… in hokkien.

Muscle beng

As his name speaks for itself, has lotsa muscles on his body. This guy is very strong. And he is proud of it. Very stylo. Everyday when he comes to classes, his E-Kin Cheng styled hairstyle never fails to catch ppls attention. Very stylo milo, BUT.. unfortunately, although being well built, he is SHORT.

This is a typical racing-beng. Hes a car-freak. Everywhere he goes he talks non stop about cars. Funny ah, these fellows cannot speak english, but when it comes to cars, the terms they use, super canggih. "Where theres a will theres a way". And he modifies his car. YES YES YES, hes the typical ah beng who puts a state-of-the-art car audio system. Everytime he comes with his modified Proton Wira, u can hear the sounds of his BASS ATTACK coming from his car. In fact he has a dvd player in the car. U can see movie in his car. His taste for music… sheesh.. Techno.. ah.. pls help me… its like mini-world war 3. He will listen to Dr Bombay, Mega-mix, Remix, Bass Attack all those kind … u know…

Hes very extremely good in snooker. Got his own personal que. But unfortunately never got to play against him b4.

Although he has all these stuff, i pity him for 1 thing, he has a low self esteem. Ive tried to encourage him. Especially when it comes to going after Ah Moi(chicks). But, all i can say is tat this guy is a good and loyal friend. Even after i left ITB later, he called my HP. True friends are those who still contact u when u r not around. If GOD blesses u with 1, cherish it… all ur life… if u dont have 1, ask GOD for it.

Hmm.. if im not wrong… hes a Meloncholy-Phlegmatic.

Big Beng

This guy, is BIG !!! He has the same height as me. But… hes huge. I think at least 80 plus kg. A simple guy, with lame and dry jokes. Happy go lucky. Joyful. And of course, he is strong. Perhaps hes as strong as Muscle beng. But if he trains up, i believe he can ta-pao(belasah) the other guy, no problem. He reminds me of the UNDERTAKER (wrestling).

Oh ya… this guys passion is WRESTLING. Every WWF(at that time still called WWF not WWE) video, i believe, he has seen all. The Unforgiven, raw is war, smackdown, u name it… hes seen all. Somehow, brawn ppl just love brawn stuff. Im scared of this guy, cos at times… when hes excited when he speaks about wrestling, he will use me as a casualty to demonstrate his death defying moves. He knows every technique in wrestling. Got 1 time he caught me and locked my arm. Ouch… kesian la saya…

This fellow is a good fren of mine. One thing about this guy is this… although hes a big guy, hes a little lembab(slow). I guess hes slow in everything. He catches things slowly. And he moves slowly. He takes his sweet time for everything. But hey… these fellow… dun c him like tat oh.. hes got a pretty galfren.Bei tahan… This world is not fair man.

Hes a very simple guy. And very nice as well. I can see that hes very pure at heart, unlike the snakes ive met so far. His botak head, coupled with his forever-smiling-look, never fails to brighten up the ppl around him.He doesnt really bother much wat ppl say bout him. Its like hes accepted the fact hes like tat. Such person has no ego. Unlike some, pantang dicabar. This guy just doesnt care. A typical PHLEGMATIC-sanguine. SLACK lah…

Small Beng

This fellow, is very short and thin. But no matter how short he is… hes still taller than Muscle beng. Kesian the other fella…

Small, fast and agile. Can be very kurang ajar, naughty, playful and loud. Likes to play pranks on people. His mouth can be so busuk(as in the words he use not the smell) that u just need to use clorox to wash his mouth. U can say that hes just a smaller version of me… very extremely active.

Hes got a galfren whom he knew as a childhood fren. Shes studying in IPG, accounting student. I once asked him, if ur galfren is more educated than u… is it ok wit u…? he replies…. so what.. doesnt mean she earns more than me… ive got no comments bout tat..

This guy likes bowling, in spite of his size.  His galfren is a state bowler for KEDAH. Good for them.. There was once when i was sleeping in classes, this irritating fellow woke me up and ask me this stupid question, " u wan to own a proton perdana-V6? ". I was still dreaming and i said "dun ask me stupid questions la". But he insisted, "do u want it". To keep him from bothering me, i said YES. This fellow finally said," good… this saturday, go to the bowling alley in Sg. Petani and win the bowling competition." Wah lau eh… this fella think  so easy is it. This is wat i call thoughts that never passes thru the brain. Wake me up for some stupid reason… Pantang betul.

Hes very skillful in arc-welding. I asked him to do my project for me. Thanx to him, i got pretty good marks for my project.

I think among the 4 this guy is the brightest of all. Learns very fast, reacts very fast. Sometimes too fast that ppl gets pissed with him, cos he cannot wait for others. He was the tai lou( big head or leader) of the group b4 i came in… Only thing is, sometimes when he talks, it doesnt passes thru the head.

I like talking to this guy. When i bought the chinese gossip magazine, i asked him to translate for me, cos i wanna learn to read mandarin. He knows a lot about film stars and gossips. This is where i learnt most of my ah beng culture and get into the flow.

I think hes a typical Sanguine-Choleric.

Stim2 Beng

This fellow leh… hmm… nothing much to say bout him. Hes just stim stim… The most blurrest of all. No backbone. Agrees with whatever people say. Very quiet. But hes a very good follower. Never heard him complain before. I asked him to do my gas welding project for me b4. And he did it well.

I guess he likes to join the group cos, no one else mixes with him. We sort of spice up his life. But hes a daredevil when it comes to riding the motorcycle. Everyday he travels from Sg Petani to butterworth and he pick up small beng. Small beng used to complain to me, this guys a maniac on the road. Not afraid of death.

Hmm…i think hes a Phlegmatic-Meloncholy.

I joined this clan when i go to the workshop beside st.marks school. This fellows treat me like their leader, and they actually called me "TAI LOU". Whenever they wanna do anything, they’ll ask me first. I dunno y. And i will plan for them on how to execute a certain event or pranks… somehow they just like my ideas… hehe.

I appreciate every moment i had with them. We use to kacau ah moi from st.marks skool bcos our workshop is just beside the skool. We will jeer and shout like mah lat lou. It was fun, although it sounds a little uncivilised, who cares.. if u dun do it… ure missing the fun. There was once, we wrote a letter to the ah moi, and throw it to the classroom from far, then  they will reply  by throwing the letter back. haha.. those were the days.

Being the big brother… i know that i hav to take care of them. They love consulting me on certain issues. I guess the reason they like me is because, although i speak english as my main language and come from a good background, i lowered myself down to mix with them.

This is the trick, i learnt from JESUS CHRIST. To lower down oneself regardless of status,race and ability. Eventhough Jesus, is the son of GOD, the annointed one, the messiah, HE washed his disciples feet with His hands. He once said that He came down to the earth, not to be serve but to SERVE. Such humility can only come from JESUS.  So what more me as a sinner. I may come from a better background, but in GOD’s eyes, we are all the same. In fact i recognise that everyone has a certain gift that GOD has blessed with. So there is no such thing as who is greater. All man are brothers. This is what the bible has thought me.

to be continued…..

FLOOD IN AN INDOOR HALL
When i reached at the PBSM hall in Groove Road, penang, i was shocked. The hall was flooded. An indoor court can actually flood…!!!! The night before there was an extremely heavy rain. The building couldnt support it, so there was a big leak. Eventually the whole hall was flooded with water… feels like tsunami just swept the place… choi !! touchwoodx2 !!

We cleared the mess. Using brooms, lidi, mops and i dunno wat u call tat thingy…. to clear the water out of the hall. I reached there quite early.. The league was supposed to start at 9.00am, but i reached there 8.30am. We started clearing the water immediately. It was never ending. The water was everywhere.. and the hall isnt small… I thought… till when will this be over..? cmon… i just wanna play floorball. So driven by strong desire to play floorball, i just… picked up a lidi and started work immediately. The faster we clear, the earlier we get to play floorball.

Im touched by the spirit of the FRONTLINERS. All of them were cooperative. We worked like a family. Instead of complaining bout the hall, the FRONTLINERS just went ahead and cleared the water. Even the girls took part. U know la… girls are always afraid of dirt. But this time, they amazed me…. So proud of u guys.

We did have a nice time clearing the water. It was fun. I remember, when i asked the pak cik for kain buruk, there was one UNDERWEAR…!!!! it was so cool that i put it on KENNY’s head… i guess it looked good on him.

We asked for cheaper rates from PBSM, since were the ones clearing for them. Theyve agreed. We got to use the hall a little later. Today was the latest floorball event in our floorball history. We left the hall by around 1.30pm.
THE LEAGUE SO FAR.
All teams played well today. My team, ONE WAY, played a much better game today. We were more coordinated this time. I played as an attacking Centre during attacks and left defender during defense. My runs provided pace to the team. It is tiring cos, i run a lot, up and down, covering both the attacking and defense zone.  Need to train my stamina more now. I was punctured in the 2nd game. Too tired. Didnt have breakfast. But im thankful that i didnt concede a goal during my play except the one against Mighty eagles. We won 1 game, draw 1 game and lost 2 games

This is the picture of me celebrating the goal i scored against Mighty Eagles.

I assisted Sarah in her goal while i scored 1 goal. I used to be the top scorer, but not anymore… I feel that this new strategy we adopt is much better. Although the previous strategy puts me in a position to score more goals, but the new strategy, gave everyone a chance to score. All the 3 players upfront, Sarah, Ivan and me scored at least 1 each. Sarah scored 2. I feel this is much better for the team. It is important that ppl put the team first before personal gains. My cell leader use to tell me this, " Players win games, Teams win Championship ".We played an attacking game this time. We played good and entertaining floorball. Well done ONE WAY !!!

ITB offers nothing to me in terms of education. But the experience over there surely was good. It was one of the most down point of my life. At first, i was in total loneliness. No one there had the same thinking with me. They were simple lifeforms. Taking 1 day at a time, crapping all their life, directionless.

Ppl here speak only hokkien and mandarin. No one speaks english. All of them are AH BENGS. Ive sort of picked up their mother tongue called the "flowery word" language - the art of cursing and speaking bad words. I must say this guys are gifted in it. They can actually rap by just cursing.

I learnt how to adapt in a new place which is totally new to me. To be suddenly surrounded by AH BENGS is weird for me. But i must learn to survive. Ive sort of clique with them. Sooner or later, ive made a couple of great friends. We crap together.. the AH BENG way. Till today, we are still friends.

I must thank GOD for giving me this gift of being able to clique with any type of people, not many have this gift. Here i learn to polish this gift, Thank You LORD.

I didnt take the education seriously at all. It was too easy for me. So i just went to classes to lepak with my AH BENG frens. During breaks, we will go for a LONG break.

In ITB, life was all about SNOOKER. Ive played snooker before. But over here, the AH BENGS challenged me to a higher level. Everyday we played snooker. As long as there is break, we will go play snooker. Ive betted at times with the lousier players. There are times i spend almost the whole day in the snooker shop just watching great snooker players showing their true colours. I learnt to analyse the games. How to play the game from tactical point of view. It opened a new world to me. The cigarette smells from the snooker shop was always on my t-shirt. Dun get me wrong, ive never ever smoked in my life.

At first, i was lonely. U see, u may have friends, but somehow u r lonely. This loneliness, kills me day by day. It was here that i learnt to call my friends from a far. People ask me, U dad dont kill u about ur telephone bills? Like i care… i was darn lonely. I called ppl from INTI college, my KL friends, my God-sister,Yoko. All of them expressed their concern about my future. Thanx a lot for the support and prayers. But as time passes, i felt tat, like it or not, life must go on. People got on with their life. I cant keep bothering others. All i can do is wish them all the best.

At this point, Ive closed myself to the world. It was "Dasar Tutup Pintu" all the way. I was so embarassed and inferior to meet people whom i used to know. I was a goner. I used to be ambitious in everything i do, but at this point, i lost all my hopes.

At this institute, i learned to be humble. I know that i was gonna be a low-class educationless failure in life, so i shouldnt dream too big anymore. I thought, hmm.. maybe i should just live a humble life and forget about changing this world…. :)( yang bakal menggegar dunia… konon).

But somehow, i refuse to accept the fact that im a goner. I know that i was born to do something big. This is not about pride. But i just believe in myself that im gonna do something big and shake this world one day. I know myself very well. Im not an idiot. It would be such a waste for me to end up like this. I just needed some guidance. I have a destiny to fulfill !!!

to be continued…

Life in ITB was bad, but pretty interesting. Ive always believed that if you dont love your own self, no one will. So since life sucks, its up to me to spice it up. "Nasi sudah jadi bubur, ….. tapi kalau tambah lauk, sedap juga".

My daily life since i went home was, me wake up in the morning, go to the workshop at St.Marks school. Classes starts at 8.30am. Then break at 10.30am. Then resume classes until 1.00pm. After that ill have to drive home for lunch then go back to classes at 2.00pm at the shophouse i was refering to look like Pusat Tuition Ghee. We will have breaks at 3.30pm. My classes then finishes at 5pm. This is my daily routine.

Boring, and directionless. At that time, i dont know where ill end up. I was seriously lost and confused. I have no goals in life at that particular time.

Cos, all my dreams were devastated when i came back from INTI. I originally dreamed of being a ROCKER, or a full time musician. Though i wasnt good in my skills, i was willing to sacrifice anything for that goal. That was my original aim in life. Go to UK finish my studies in mechanical engineering, then meet a few good angmoh’s in UK… then form a band… and rock the whole planet, then later enrolling in the Harvard of music, BERKELEY SCHOOL OF MUSIC.

Sounds too naive… but i certainly believed in tat dream. I thought was that close to it. Cos when i was in INTI, i used to learn bass from one of malaysia’s top bassist, Halizoor or better known as Zone. I travelled from NILAI to Subang Jaya with the commuter every thursday just for lessons. The whole journey takes about 2 hours from the commuter station to sunway pyramid. And then ill take another 2 hour trip back to Nilai after my lessons. Some may think im crazy, yes i am. That was my passion at that particular time.

My guru loved to teach me cos i was diffrent from his other students.We share the same passion, to be a top musician. He had great plans for me. Later he wanted to give me private lessons for cheaper price. Money wasnt the issue to him. He wanted to help me realise my dream. Till today, i owe a lot to him, for showing me a new world, called the world of music. We can chat none stop about music stuff 24/7 without getting bored.  I was his first student he brought to his UiTM faculty of music to see them jam.

Yup…  But it was all dashed when i came back to Butterworth. I felt guilty for letting him down. It hurts to dissappoint someone who truly believes in you. Not many people trusted me throughout my life. Not even my parents. To me if someone shows me that he truly believes in me, i will do anything for that person. I will fight with all i have. Thank you, Zone… for believing in me. Too bad i didnt make it. May ur dream of going Berkeley come true. I know it will happen… all the best !!!

Later in my story, u all will realise, that while my guru had great plans for me, GOD had an even greater plan in my life… hallelujah!!!

to be continued….

After returning from INTI college… my dad enrolled me in a vocational-based technical institute, called INSTITUT TEKNOLOGI BUTTERWORTH… bet tat none of u heard about it before. This is the worst institut anyone can ever go.

I went to the institute, by FORCE. It wasnt my choice. The day i came home from KL, my dad just told me,"Ive registered u for the institut and i’ll keep my eyes on you from now on"… hahahaha… Sounds like HELL to me… and it turns out to be true.

Low Qualifications amongst lecturers, student and even the principal.
I was devastated, to be in an institut full of ppl who barely passed their SPM. Some even failed their SPM. Many got grade 3. The standard was darn low. Some cant even write a proper sentence in English. In fact no one spoke in English. The lecturer, even teaches in Hokkien. And, the best part is, the lecturers havent even completed an undergraduate programme. Some just finished SPM and teach by experience. The highest qualified lecturer has a diploma in-hand. Oh ya only 1 guy had a degree in Mechanical Engineering. The rest are just lowly qualified lecturers.

The institute was run by a chinaman businessman, who was just a SPM holder. This guy is the so-called principal, how dare he call himself principal. And his wife is the self appointed administrator. Means to say, the husband cant control her actions. She comes to work as she likes. Supposed to be in the office by 9am, she may come at even 11am. Many staffs resigned becos they cant stand her ridiculuos orders.

STONE-AGED institute.
The whole institute, is like JURASSIC PARK. They still use typewriter in their letters and forms. And its not even an electronic typewriter, but the ones used during my great grandfathers time. For a technical institute, u may find it weird that there are no computers used in the institute. NO COMPUTERS. One may wonder, how they file up their data, they use files. They file it up in their cabinet. The papers they use are not the white A4 papers we use daily, but the dinosaur aged brown color rough paper.

Poor Infastructure.
The whole institute consist of 2 buildings, which is rented. One is a shop house and the another is a workshop beside St.Marks school.

The shop house building is like a tuition centre. Penangites like to gofor tuition in pusat tuition ghee? ya.. the institute is something like tat. The furnitures are old. And the air cond is the most ancient of its kind. U can find cobwebs around the building. Its not properly maintained.

The workshop is like the same bengkel u use in kemahiran hidup lessons. No safety features. U dont even get to wear aprons  while doing ur work.  Here, they still use papan hitam in their teachings.  The toilet is damaged. And when it rains, this place can get flood.

Outdated Syllabus.
The subjects taught is outdated and not practical. I feel that SPM syllabus is even more challenging. The mathematics they teach is super kacang. All u learned during SPM is taught again. In their mathematics syllabus, the most challenging one is a simple trigonometry question. And guess wat, there are people who even fail in their exams. I was considered bright amongst the students there. But i dun feel proud about it, cos it doesnt challenge me at all. There was once, i even had to teach the lecturer with a faster way of solving a fluid mechanics question using logarithm. This is an insult to my intellectual level. It is tat bad. So be thankful that u r blessed with great teachers and lecturers who know their job well.

The welding system that they teach us, called gas welding and SMAW, is an outdated method of welding. I compared it with those whom r studying in polytechnic.

The physics they teach is also not challenging at all. U just need to ganti the figures into the formula and u’ll get the answer. You dun have to think.

Many of the skills they taught are no longer in demand. It can be replaced by high tech machines.

to be continued….

It looks like i owe everyone a story to tell. Especially all of u who cared for me and been praying for me since those days in school, DISTED COLLEGE, INTI COLLEGE, and now… IPG and PRIME COLLEGE.

I cant name all of u, but .. thanx for being such an impact in my life. I would never had been able to go through all this alone. I thank GOD for always sending these sort of people to be with me during times of trial. I used to be ashamed of my own stupidity and failures, but today, im ready to tell the world my story. My life story is too long. So ive decided to start from the begining from the day i left INTI college. This is one part of me that many dun know because this was the period i shun myself from the world. Nothing extraordinary, but it was eventful for me. All Im going to share is real. I didnt make up the story. It is the real story of my life.

Because the whole story covers 2 years plus, i have to summarise it in a few parts. Its too long to tell, just the ones i consider important and sharable will be included. Throughout this journey, u will realise that my best and true friend is Jesus alone. Once youve tasted God’s grace, ur life will be changed forever, just like how it changed mine.

OK heres my story… since i sangkut in INTI College.

THE DAY I LEFT INTI COLLEGE
      I thought INTI was heaven for me. And i love tat place tat, i didnt want to go home. God knows my evil desires. Actually, deep down in my heart, becos of past hurts in my family, ive made up my mind that once ive graduated, ill never step back home and i dun wanna hav anything to do with my family. This was even after ive known Jesus. I was so selfish and unforgiving, that i wanted to enter heaven and let them rot in hell. This is definitely not Christ-like character. God will definitely teach me a good lesson, and HE did..!!!
   
    There was once a South African ang moh(mat salleh) that came along with a team from Perry’s church in JB prophesy to me during an invitation to our INTI CF. He told me that "God has revealed to me that u have a serious family problem, and GOD wants to work with your family". U see this guy comes from another part of the world, and i dun know him at all, but GOD revealed to him wat my dark secret was. GOD wants me to forgive and forget. I tried, but it was real hard. Cos my parents dun have anything for me to love them besides the financial support they provide.  The torture back home was always in my mind… every detail is still clear in my mind till today.

    For those who dont know wat is a prophesy… a prophecy is when GOD tells or reveals to another person to tell u something. A prophet is a messenger of GOD. He or she tells what GOD wants them to say. They become GOD’s mouth. This is the work of the HOLY SPIRIT of GOD. If any of u dun understand… contact me… ill make sure u understand. Serious..!!!

     God has a great plan for my life…. even i didnt know wat was coming. I flunged in my C++ paper. And that pissed my dad very much, cos it was the 2nd time. My dad stopped me from studying in INTI college. I didnt even get to say goodbye to my frens in INTI. I just left without a notice. I only phoned them to inform them of my departure. Well.. this is all my own wrong doing, cos i shud hav studied…
   
    When i came home… guess wat… it was hell. Well i have to thank Pr. Shaw Ming for constantly praying for my education. At first, i tot that was the end of my education. My dad threatened to put me in Alor Setar to work as a contractor, doing mosaic or be a wireman. Can u imagine me doing tat? Dah la kurus kering…. hehe… It was sort of the end of my engineering life…

to be continued…..