the Keirsey test

salam alay'k & greetings!

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recently I took the 60 questions test originally developed by Keirsey and I got to know my result right away. it says


ENFP (extraversion, intuition, feeling, perception)

E – Extraversion is preferred to introversion.

N – Intuition is preferred to sense. 

F – Feeling is preferred to thinking.

      P – Perception is preferred to judgment.

briefly said

Do very well in executive roles even though their characteristics of effervescence, enthusiasm, and spontaneity are not typical of top corporate managers. They can be very skilled at flying by the seat of their pants. Can do many things at the same time but might neglect to plan and be prepared. More females fit this type than males, but males ten to be promoted. Have great ability to empower others. Inspiration rather than control is key to their management style.

then in a leadership camp, When a psychologist asks me to draw a cow, I drew it with its head heading west.

He read me as traditional, schematic but with firm principles.

He read me as a person who would be very likely to draw my own village with the sun rises between two mountains.

He read me as people who usually stick to what they know rather than being overly enthusiastic about trying new things.

He read me as people who appear disorganized, but tend to be spontaneous and have a good sense of fun.

He read me as who are often perceived as gregarious, expressive and energetic.

He read me as someone who enjoys socializing and is quick to form new friendships.

He read me as People who are likely to show concern for the feelings of others and will be inclined to help those in needs.

who's really me?

who're you?

Man 'arafa nafsahu faqad 'arafa Rabbahu - Whosoever knows himself knows his Lord

Amboi, siap smiley lagi...

salam alayk'

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Ustaz Shoohaimi masuk kelas. Pusing-pusing, sengih-sengih dia belah tinggalkan anak-anak muridnya dengan tugasan. Terpampang jelas di papan putih dengan pengumuman hensem berbunyi

“semua ke maktabah sekarang, pilih satu buku yang bertajuk bebas. Minggu depan hantar review buku. Oh ye, buku mistilah lebih 300 muka surat. Wajib!”

Latip rapatkan kelengkang, Mustajab betulkan spek, Badariah berhenti polish kuku. Serentak mereka mengeluh. habislah kita

Seminggu kemudian, Latip gelabah. Review tak siap. Dahlah buku yang dipilih bertajuk Perkumpulan penculik bidadari yang setebal 92 muka surat sahaja. Lantaklah, at least dapat la sikit-sikit markah daripada dapat kosong fikirnya.

Paling berat pon, Ustaz Shoohaimi tarik side burn lebih kurang 10 saat. Bisa bisa juga, itu pasal awal-awal lagi side burn Latip dah nipis pasal mamak barber sudah kasi cukur. Biarlah nampak macam pondan empat lima hari ni, asalkan tak derita ini hari.

Badariah nampak tenang. Tugasan dia baru selesai beberapa minit sebelum Ustaz masuk kelas. Tersengih kambing dia. Budak-budak lain perasan dia hembuskan nafas mulut ke setiap kuku kanannya.

Kemudian dia lap di tudung sebelum dia pamerkan kelicinan dan kesilauan kukunya pada kelas. Eksen gile yu! Harap-harap Ustaz bagi markah tinggi kat review Terdedah: Shanon Ahamd aku ni monolog si Badariah.

Mustajab paling cool. Review Alexander adalah Zulqarnain dah dia siapkan dua hari lepas. Sempat beberapa kali dia ke bilik Ustaz Shoohaimi untuk consult tentang review. Kalau boleh dia mahu reviewnya jadi yang paling berkualiti dan mempermudah kawan-kawan lain memahami kisah Iskandar Zulqarnain.

Tak cukup dengan itu, dia mintak Ustaz tolong dia serba-serbi dalam kajian dia untuk review kisah Zulqarnain. Walhal Ustaz cuma suruh hantar satu review je. Dia hantar sekali review buku Benarkah Iskandar Bukan Zulkarnain. 

Di celahan review, Mustajab tinggalkan nota comel. Katanya saya tak kisah ustaz bagi markah berapa, Cuma saya nak mintak ustaz redha ilmu dan masa ustaz untuk saya. Teng kiu. =)

Amboi, siap smiley lagi budak ni. Bunga-bunga mekar di taman hati Ustaz.

Petang tu, Ustaz Shoohaimi pening fikir-fikir tentang karenah 3 anak muridnya.

Si Latip yang hantar tugasan kerna takutkan hukuman lejen ; ditarik side burn.

Si Badariah yang bajet review dia pawa nak markah penuh padehal buku yang dia review tak cukup muka surat pon.

Si Mustajab yang humble dan bersungguh dalam tugasan dia.

Hurmmmm….

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Kalau tugasan dari Tuhan, watak siapakah kita?

Takada Gaji, Yukasi Aiterima dan Masimuda Masutivi.

salam alayk'


Takada Gaji ialah seorang penganggur sepenuh masa. Dia tinggal dengan Yukasi Aiterima, seorang penjaga kaunter yang bertugas di sebuah pusat hiburan. Tempat kerjanya selalu menganjurkan rancangan realiti tv bersama artis-artis terkenal tanah air.

Oleh sebab pekerjaan Yukasi melibatkan bidang hiburan, dia seringkali membawa pulang gambar-gambar artis kegemarannya untuk ditampal di ruang dinding biliknya. Antara kesemua artis yang ada, dia paling meminati Masimuda Masutivi, seorang pelakon yang baru mencipta namanya di dunia lakonan menerusi drama hit Cahaya Cinta Silau Gemerlapan.

Sebagai fanatik, dia google, youtube, twitter segala berkaitan si Masimuda Masutivi ni. Takada resah dengan sawan sosial net yang menimpa Yukasi. Pernah dia lihat si Yukasi tak tidur malam cuma sebab tweetnya direspon oleh Masimuda, itupun cuma dengan satu perkataan dua sukukata "huhu" yang kononnya comel lettew. Sah angau hosmate aku ni.

Satu hari, ketika Takada baru pulang dari membeli perfum axe yang mampu menurunkan hujan aweks, dia dapati Yukasi sudahpun di rumah. Dia terkejut melihat poster-poster, dan gambar-gambar Masimuda yang bergelimpangan di seluruh lantai. Habis semua dicariknya. Bagai timba putus tali, hujung tali retas. eh, apa kaitan.

Selepas rumah dibersihkan, Takada mulakan bicara,

"Kenapa dengan dia ni? dia ada buat hal ke?"

"aku dah tak nak jadi kipas-susah-mati dia lagi"

"kenapa? bukan kau minat ke dengan lakonan dia?"

"macam ni, tadi aku pergi online kat cc, aku saja google nama dia, lepas tu ada satu blog picisan ni upload semua gambar-gambar dia tengah bersosial dekat parti mana entah. habis langsung berubah persepsi aku kat dia ni. tengok dalam tv elok sunti inesen je berlakon, kalau tergedik-gedik pon comel, sekali tengok seksi gila mak oi, terpeluk sana sini"

Takada rapatkan tangan ke muka mengeluh, orang western kata facepalm. Parah si Yukasi ni.

"dia ni siapa?"

"pelakon, Masimuda Masutivi"

"kerjanya apa?"

"berlakon laa! kau ni"

"chillax, kau minat pasal dia berlakon watak apa?"

"dalam cite tu dia jadi makwe jual kuih lapis, time azan dia balik rumah solat, kuih dia tinggal. lepastu habis kuih kena tibai dengan jemaah masjid. habis rugi macam tu je. dia clumsy sikit tapi masih adorable gittew"

"dungu tu namanya. apa yang kau suka kat dia?"

"wei, dia pandai masak, pious dan dia cun"

"pernah kau tengok dia bawak watak lain? watak ganas-ganas sikit ke, killer lady boss ke?"

"wei, takkan la. dia ni hati murni kau tahu"

Takada diam sekejap. Dia renung mata Yukasi dalam-dalam. Yukasi dah faham, serious talk is about to start...

Little Miss Ninny - a fiction.

Salam alayk and greetings!

I am about to tell-a-tale you on a story of little Miss Ninny, a childhood story I heard. Or you can call her Miss scatterbrain. She is the person who gets everything mixed up. She just mixed up everything.

Morning in the kitchen she put salt into her milk to make it sweet.

The milk was salty.

Not-so morning in the room she wiped the study desk shiny and the laptop screen wet and poof!

The screen is binned. It had to.

Evening in the living room she wanted to watch television program, but turned on the radio, and then slept.

The radio listened to her snore.

In the mosque, she run into the glass as if it is the invisible door when she went for prayer's hall from the ablution room.

She collapsed.

Little miss ninny is so ninnyous that she forgets her own foot size when shopping online!

Have you ever heard of anything so scatterbrained like that?

Oops, I just made up the word ninnyous, in fact i have never heard of it.

So, for holiday she planned for some good things. Truthfully she's not very good at organizing holidays.

A year before last she went for playing kite, but ended up with a kite without thread. She can't fly it. Last year, she went hiking without map and compass. This year she was determined that nothing would go wrong. For the sake of perfect holiday, she asked her friends to help her.

Mr. Bers helped to book her accommodation.

Mr. Seyh helped her shop for supply.

Miss Efy helped her pack.

Mr Frew took her to the station.

And Mr. Muscle carried her luggage onto the train.

This time, nothing could go wrong; at least it is what she thought. However, something goes wrong. And that something was Miss Ninny getting off at the wrong station.

Then, she went to the hotel nearby. It was afternoon yet she say   

"good morning, my name is Miss Ninny"

The receptionist looked down his list, but none of the booking matches the name. And of course there wouldn't be. She was in the wrong town so she had to be in the wrong hotel.

"That's odd” she said, as she walked out.  "Never mind, I’ll go to the beach."

The next person she met was asked where the beach was.

"Sorry, there's no beach nearby," came the reply.

For the second time that day “That's odd."  Anyway, she had her holiday.

A week later, she met her friend Mr Bers.

"Hello how's your holiday?"

"I enjoyed it, want to see my photos?" Miss Ninny showed her holiday snaps to Mr Bers.

Not surprisingly, Mr Bers was rather surprised.

"That's odd. Where did you go?" he asked.

"It was a wonderful place"

"I know, I booked it for you. You went to Berseyh"

"No," said Miss Ninny,

"Hmmm lemme think, oh, I know, it was Sessogo!  I should have guessed," smiled Mr Bers.

"By the way, did you get my postcard?"

"No, but I did get your postcard meant for Mr Seyh," chuckled Bers.

"That's odd," said Miss Ninny.

But I don't think there's anything odd about that, do you?! 

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“There are things which we feel to be good and true, though in the cold light of reason and calculation many things remain incomprehensible and dark. And though the society in which we live considers such actions thoughtless, or reckless, but I don't ”

People have spoken their mind.

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