The tagging game

My old friend and fellow blogger Clark Gable of Pulau Duyong(CGOPD) had tagged me.And once someone tagged you, you are suppose to tell the whole blogdom( or blogsphere, whatever) whats weird about yourself( and at least 6 of that).It will be weird if you have nothing weird to tell them the blogtizens. But Blogdom can be a weird world for non weirdo.

I've seen fellow bloggers got tagged and some had told us the 6 weirdest characteristics they had( or so they assumed). At least they knew they are weird. I deny I'm weird. My friend CGOPD or mokk( of Sarawak) might disagree with that statement. They might think I have lots of weird skeletons in my cupboard. But for me what they thought might be weird about me might just be normal to me.And thats weird.

So what is this tag thing all about?Who started it? Whats its purpose?What do you benefit from it?I sincerely do not know the answers to all this. But I try to be a sport(like the others did).

Tag can mean:
1-Label
2-Identifier of person,animal,products)
3-Vehicle registration plate
4-Part-of-speech(grammatical tagging)
5-Tag game(or tig), game children play.
6-Tagline,as in advertisementslogan.
7-Skin tag. beningn growth of the skin(esp at neck or axilla/ in obese person)
8-Tagging, passing control to another memebr of a team sport(eg wrestling)
9-Tag,final scenes of a TV programme
10-Tag, the German word for day.

So which type of Tag are we into?You tell me.
However there is a rule that I must pass on before I could tell my 6 weirdness.

RULES:
People who are tagged should write a blog post of 6 weird things about them as well as state this rule clearly.In the end,you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names.Don't forget to leave a comment that says" you are tagged" in their comments and tell them to read your blog.

Nombot Satu:
My wife always complained and got irritated with this. I had my primary education in Taiping.You know Taiping is the first mining centre in Tanah Melayu. In Kamunting( near the ISA Palace) we had several Kapal Korek.So, what has Kapak Korek got to do with me? When I drive, I automatically korek hidung( doesn't matter whether there is 'bijih' or not).
My wife will be upset( a bit) especially if its her car I'm driving.

Nombot dua:
My wife noticed this and she said its weird.And my son had developed this weird habit too. When having a meal I will reserve a piece of my favourite dish( especially telor Dadar with onions and Chilli) on my plate after finishing the rice and other lauk. Before I wash my hands I will pick up the last piece of telor Dadar ,put it in my mouth and keep it there for several minutes.Sucking the dadar taste. Same thing if its Paru Goreng or Kerabu Paku Rawan or Kerang Rebus.I must taste the best dish last.

Nombot tiga:
I kept almost 2 thousand audio CDs,VCDs, cassette tapes and VHS tapes. It can be music,ceramah ugama,movies or documentaries. There are still some which I have not open their cover. I still have almost 50 VCDs of Nik Aziz still in their plastic wrapping. had almost 200 VHS tapes which had collected fungus( tapi sayang nak buang).This started during campus days and its a hard habit to break. My mother would say " Awat hang dok buang duit beli menatang tu? Membaziaq saja.Hang jangan dok boghoih sangat..."

Nombot empat:
Gayat!!!Yes I'm afraid of heights. Its started when I was in Std 5 at King Edward VII-2.My classroom was at the upper floor. KE VII was an old colonial type building.Its 2 storey is like a 3 storey building now. The stairway was steep and wide. During recess someone accidentally knocked me down on that huge stairway and I fell from top to bottom tergolek-golek.Alhamdulillah nothing was broken but since then I developed fear of height. If I'm 12 feet off ground, my stomach will have a ball rolling in it.I will have palpitation immediately and sometimes have the feeling of 'kecut teloq'.
I dare not take the rollercoaster in Times square. Mat Cincang cable car in Langkawi?I don't think I'll go near it.
8 years ago I went to Beijing aand visited the Great Wall and climbed it.Took lots of photos in the emperor's gown. After an hour the guide told us to go down. Looking down I saw the buses were very tiny and I was unable to move.I had to take the steps with my buttock( turun guna punggung) and when we(me and my wife,she had no problem with height) finally reached ground zero ,our bus had left! And we can't speak Mandarin at all.

Nombot lima:
Whenever I feel sleepy( at home,at work,while driving) I will automatically shake my legs. If I'm driving my wife will know its time for her to drive. And she would say " tu dia kaki ayah hang dah goyang dah hafiz oii...Alamat mama la nak kena wak keta ni"

Nombot Nam:
I luv Chinese movies esp kungfu flicks and triads. It started during SAHC days. I and Kri Mugem would hopped from one cinema to another during our weekly outings on saturday in Alor Setar from 77-79. Almost every saturday we( or sometimes me alone) watch movies churned out by Shaw Bros. Those days it was mainly kungfu flicks starring Ti Lung,Chen Kuan Tai,Alexander Fu Sheng,Yuen Hwa ,Lo Lieh and Ku Feng. After Fu Sheng died Jacky Chan rose to fame. Despite my weekly doses of Chinese movies, sampai la ni aku tak paham sepatah haram apa pun bahasa Cina or mandarin.Thats weird right?

So that about it.I told you that there is nothing weird about me but since this tagging thing insists.
With this I tagged mokk of ni nak molah....
auntyN of Celoteh seorang makcik kampong

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