What's This Tag Tag Business?

Ok, apparently I've been tag. What is that supposed to mean? Anyhow, play along I guess.

Q: How many schools did I go to?
A: Quite enough I believe so, damn tired of studying already... Don't worry... Just a couple more years to go... I suppose the question should've been "which schools did I attend"? Let me see: Tadika Villamaria, Kuen Cheng 2, Methodist College, Oundle School & University of Manchester.

Q: Was I the studious nerd, or the last minute hero?
A: Being Malaysian, who isn't the last minute hero? God knows how many midnight oils I've burned, I probably owe Shell a big ass bill by now.

Q: Was I the class ‘taiko’ or the teacher’s pet?
A: Funny this: I was a as "tai" as you can go in a "taiko" in primary school, no joking. Ask my friend Li Ann, right Li Ann? =P However: I suddenly became a quiet boy when I reached secondary school. I became a prefect and was considered the unsociable lot. Then - I came to UK and guess what? I became a chamelion and blended in both. I still do. Perhaps that's why some people can't really understand me well.

Q: What was the biggest rule I broke in school?
A: Oooo... this is shameful, but it's a long time ago anyways so I guess no harm telling. I remember I wrote an X-rated poem and passed it around the class for a laugh. The X-rated poem involved something regarding lying naked on the beach drinking Coca-Cola with references mainly about the female mammary glands. The problem was: it was when I was in standard 4. Worse still, I got caught by my BM teacher Puan Beh. My mother had to see the principal and I nearly got public whacking if it wasn't for the forgetful principal. Told you I was a "taiko" din't I? =P

Q: Three subjects I enjoyed.
A: 1) History 2) Geography 3) English

Q: Three teachers that inspired me.
A: When I was naughty, the teachers despised me; when I was good, the teachers do not notice me. Hard to say which teacher inspired me. BUT, there is only ONE teacher whom I will always remember. When other teachers gave up on me, she had the patience to see me through the bad times. Mrs. Choong of S class (1995-1997), I will always remember you. Every summer, I never fail to go back to my primary school just to visit her. Her smiles says it all.

Q: People I tag:
A: Those "mou liew" enough to do this apart from me. =P