Berhentilah Jadi Selfish. Sekejap je pun takpa.

Assalamualaikum.
Beberapa hari yang lepas, kawan aku hantar gambar kat kat aku. Ni gambar dia.

Sekolah lama dia and dia sebaya aku.
I'm not quite sure what had happened to his school. Maybe due to flood, or whatever things that can made this school looks like this.
Let me show you another photo(s) Taken from fanpage Raja Shamri. Belau actually tengah siapkan research bagi tesis beliau which is tengah ambil phd lah kiranya. And I have no idea macam mana dia handle family dia(dia belum berkahwin dan dalam konteks ni, emak dan dua orang adik perempuannya yang masih belum berkahwin), syarikat beliau dan misi bantuan banjir pascabanjir. And, beliau pernah mengendalikan satu slot untuk talk kat aku dulu.

Full Image atau ke fanpage Raja Shamri

Full Image atau ke fanpage Raja Shamri

Full Image atau ke fanpage Raja Shamri

I cant really imagine how women live there.

Dalam dunia ni, ada beribu-ribu, bahkan berjuta-juta yang tak mendapat makanan yang mampu mengeyangkan mereka.. sekurang-kurangnya sekali sehari.

Janganlah.
Jangan.
Jangan jadi macam negara Arab Saudi. Kaya-raya.Tapi bila ke sana. Rasa macam negara miskin je. Selain Masjid Haram, Masjid Nabawi dan tempat bersejarah dan hotel, tempat lain semua hampeh. Even Jabal Rahman pun bau hancing. Peminta sedekah merata-rata. R&R macam apa.

Bila dengar desas-desus menteri tu-ni-tu-ni holiday, beli tu-ni, anak bini berjoli sakan menda. Sedihlah. Sedih.

Dalam hidup ini, atau to be more specific, hidup aku, aku merasakan yang aku/manusia ni agak demanding. Mungkin not just me, tapi adik-beradik perempuan aku yang lain.Macam-macam aku minta nak-nak sebab nak masuk kolej dah ni. Handbag, kasut, bagasi. Kakak aku yang nak fly tu pun. Hehe jangan marah, kak. Kita sama je, demand melebih-lebih.

Sekiranya, sebulan, bagi dekat mereka yang fakir sebanyak RM380(sebab aku baru total up barang yang aku beli untuk sebulan ni), agak-agak apa yang mereka akan beli? Mungkin stok barang dapur untuk dua bulan, baiki tu ini. Entah, aku tak reti nak fikirkan. Sebab aku pun tak pernah menyelami dan menyantuni golongan sedemikian. Aku bukannya orang berada. Tapi bila lihat orang lain lagi susah. Bersyukurlah Sha.. Syukur. Bermuhasabah. Berhenti demanding barang mahal-mahal. Kejap pun takpe. Handbag yang mak baru beli tu, aku pakai setahun. Janji.

Raja Shamri tu selalu sangat post berkenaan misi dia dan ahli beliau, known as the Third Force. And most of the time, bila dia upload gambar, I cant help it by scrolling laju-laju. Sebab rasa tak mampu nak tengok. Sebab tak mampu nak buat apa-apa. I joined, group PEMBINA untuk Pahang. But then, Pahang dah OK. Sebagai perempuan, berkali-kali aku bermonolog.  "Kan best kalau aku lelaki. Cuti selepas SPM boleh pergi tolong orang kat sana. Kalau lelaki, bermalam mana-mana pun ok. Kudrat ada.. Buat rumah bla...bla..bla.." rasa macam aku menolak Qada' dan Qadar lah pulak.

18 tahun aku kat muka bumi ini. Mencapai 18 tahun paling menakutkan aku. Sebab aku akan berjumpa dengan pelbagai latar masyarakat, yang membawa 1001 sikap dan perangai. Ada perangan yang elok, Alhamdulillah. Ada perangan euw. Rasa macam nak bagi flying kick je. Jurulatih aku dulu banyak ajar movement untuk lawan lelaki. Tak sia-sia berpeluh-peluh setiap Rabu join Taekwondo sementara certain unit lain relaks je duduk dalam kelas. Contoh, Puteri Islam. Eheh.

Aku pergi driving class kat driving school pun dah berjumpa pelbagai jenis ragam manusia. Yang selfish. Yang makan duit rasuah. Yang perempuan serupa lelaki. Yang gatal terlebih miang. Yang playboy. Yang tak reti beza halal dan haram. Yang...yang...

Ok aku baru perasan satu masalah aku. Aku selalu lari dari point. Dan sekarang aku tatau aku dah tulis apa dan siapa audiens yang aku patut spesifikkan. Pak menteri kut. eheh.

Join satu event under iM4U. program rumah anak yatim bagi memenuhi masa cuti. dapat baju free

Wassalam alaikum.

LSPM: Love Script from Him.

Assalamualaikum.

Tasya, Zakirah and me

I just came back from meeting my friend. Best friend. Nur Hazirah. Telling the truth, I have no idea how wonderful God made us meet each other after separated for about 10 years. The last time I met her when I was 6 years old. And then, I met her again last year, when I was 17. So surprising and, the moment when we knew we were best friend before, the moment she knows I am THAT, Aishah, and I know that she is THAT, Hazirah. We thanked Allah SWT and amazed how wonderful Allah SWT's script.
 20-23 June 2014.
The program known as Jejak Gemilang PiSSA. Pissa stands for Projek Itervensi Semua Subject A1. Totally sponsored by Yayasan Pahang. about 240 students all around Pahang was chosen(I can still recall how the emcee kept saying that we are the chosen one.. the chosen one.. the chosen one. Macam Harry Potter lah pulak. hihi). Plus, the 4 days 3 night camp was held at Bukit Gambang Resort City. So I was like. whoaaa. And Yayasan Pahang sponsored about RM 1k per person including weekly tuition fees at SABS. Actually they have lots of centre and I got into SABS, Sultan Abu Bakar School. Every Monday, Tuesday and Thursday. 3-5pm
So back to the camp.
Students from SABS(consist of SMK TC, SMK TA, SMK IM, and others im not sure. but no SMK AA cause they went to SMART) arrived BGRC at Arabian Bay. I think so. Im not sure. Actually, few weeks before, I was there for my Mum's retirement ceremony. So, like, I was there, actually. And after checking in, my teacher was counting number of students per chalet. Each chalet consists of 2 rooms and two bathroom. A kitchen and a living room. After counting, pusat from SMART lack of two person. Because it should be 8 persons per room. Since the room consist of my friend's friend, Amira Natasya, Zakirah volunteer us to joined with SMART's group. SMK TA only sent two persons which is me and Zakirah. Basically, only Amira was from SMK AA, the others from SMART. I noted that students from SMART and Maahad Tahfiz consists of the largest number of students participated.
I'm not sure what is the MoU between Natasya and her friends from SMART, but, Tasya, Zakirah and I given a room. While the other 5 shared in a room. haha. nampak tak tak seimbang di situ.
The camp was awesome. Well, the lectures was fully in the ballroom. The food is amazing. Typical hotel food. Banyak pilihan(buffet) and well, terlampau banyak. Haha. tambahan pulak Zakirah and I suka makan. So. Well, we dont want the food being thrown away just like that. So, eheh.
Petang ada sort of riadah, then, we can have a walk around BGRC. actually the system is quite not safe. I went out one night. With Tasya. around 12 o'clock. If you went to BGRC, from our chalet to lobby is far away. and dark. and no one's there. No teachers. No guards. And even a worker came to our chalet at night. And teachers don't even t noticed.
Untill 22 June. The evening. around 6p.m. something, i was bored. my housemates were all gone. some were watching Running Man. Some were out. and some were sleeping. So I decided to watch TV while reading Biology at the living room. after about half an hour, Hazirah came out.(I not yet know that she is THE Hazirah).
We chatted.
Hazirah: Sekolah rendah dulu awak sekolah mana?
Me: Kong Min. Kat Beserah.
Hazirah: Ohh. awak pandai cakap cina lah ye?
Me: Alhamdulillah boleh.
H: Awak duduk kat ne?
Me: Kat Beserah. Awak?
H: Kat Pelindung. dekat dengan D Embassy
M: Oh. saya ada kawan sekolah tadika duduk kat situ dulu. dia dulu sekolah SMART jugak. Lepas tu pindah KISAS.
H: nama dia apa?
M: Haha. saya pun tak ingat. dekat 10 tahun tak jumpa. Tapi mak dia doktor.Kenal tak sesiapa yang mak dia doc kat area tu?
H: Erm takde saya rasa.
M: ohh.
H: Tapi mak saya doc.
Aku terdiam. remain silent for a while. Rasa macam. Aku angkat muka dari buku. Aku pandang muka dia. Deep. Tenung. MasyaAllah. I remember like, samar samar face of Hazirah when she was small. Then. Mulut I ternganga. Dia pun aku rasa. HAHA.
M: Awak sekolah Assunta dulu?
H: Haah.
Then I was like. I screamed. Haha
Tiba-tiba Zakirah keluar dengan rambut serabainya. HAHA. baru lepas bangun tidur lah tu. I told her what happened. Aku macam tak percaya. The person the I was looking for, yang I missed so much is right in front of me. Petang keesokan harinya dah nak balik, baru dapat tahu. How I wish we known each other lebih awal. Like, the first day. tulah. Masa awal-awal taknak taaruf. Terus masuk bilik mandi.
Tapi memang rasa macam. Kalau Zakirah tak kenal Tasya, Tasya takkan ajak kita orang tidur sebilik dengan dia. Dan kalau Tasya tak ajak tidur dalam bilik dia, aku takkan jumpa baliz Hazirah lagi, aku rasa. Dan, kalau cukup orang satu chalet dorang, mesti sampai harini aku takkan contact hazirah lagi.

Actually, I wasn't really sure why I post hese things. Love you, Hazirah

Hazirah, belah kanan I

LSPM: Rant on Studying in School of Medicine. Egypt.

Assalamualaikum.

O mighty Allah, please fulfill my dream to further studies in MBBS. Amiin. I dont mind if only in local universities.

Lately, berapa kali dah aku buat parents aku, especially my Dad disappointed of me, myself. Im sorry, Dad. Serious talk. And what goes around,comes around and what you give, you give back. We call that as hukum alam. Karma. or what-so-ever phrases that can replace them. And this happened to me.

After completing my giga big SPM examinations,and received the results of the examninations, I can't help it by hating my self. I cant believe what I scored in the examinations. I scored 9As and 1B. (6A+ 3A 1B+). I dont even have any A- and look, I got B+. Aint this crazy. I was like.. I screamed, yelled to myself, scolded myself for being this stupid. I cried cried and cried.

With this kind of result, surely, I can't apply for MARA and JPA. IBDP is gone. UK.
I applied some sort of foundation bodies, like Khazanah.. Yayasan Terengganu and all that I got is disappointment.  How frustrated I was.

Yayasan Pahang do give opportunities and giving scholarship/eduloan for those who scored 8As and above. I didn't apply for it as, I'm not thinking of studying medicine in UIAM(the scholarship just for studying in UIAM) and I have no basic in Arabic which is totally like thrown me in CFS IIUM for two years. The duration of two years are like killing me. I wanted to studies in medicine or also known as MBBS/MD. The duration is quite long and... for me, tough. I have friends who are studying there and reading posts from student there, they said they really love to be a part of CFS IIUM but, it is quite competitive to studying in critical courses. Note that IIUM most of the student who got Founfation in Medicine mostly consist of SPM leavers who scored straight As and obtained many As.. I bet about 7 A+, maybe...

A couple weeks back, I joined a closed gorup Halatuju Pendidikan Selepas SPM. The issue is that... Yesterday and today, people keep of saying about furthering studies in Egypt. Deep in my heart I am disappointed and tired of myself.
After obtaining the result of SPM, I did whatever it takes to further studies in Egypt. I called, here, there, some foudations if there is any scholarship available. But hell, there's no. And when I was tired of accepting "No", "Sorry" or something like that, I stopped looking for scholarships. Nak pakai sponsorship pakailah tapi the point is, to negara orang. we dont know much and takde satu body pun yang betul2 akan jaga kita without a good foundation macam yayasan negeri, MARA and JPA. because dua agency ni kerajaan  and yayasan under kerjaan negeri, okeyy. So aku sibukkan diri aku dengan driving class lessons. 

Even though the driving class was held only about once or twice a week. I busied myself with some stupid things because of my fear of, my disappointment of well, there's not really much scholarship for me, as I got B+ for English. I did print out the form from Kemeterian Pengajian Tinggi, the form to apply for studying in Egypt, Cairo. Those clearance letter I had done filling them. But I din't sent. And yesterday, people in the group keep on talking about the results came out, I have the chance to further studies in Egypt and so on... Even more of then still has not scholarship, no loan applicable but, and most probably are self-spondored, deep in my heart... its killing me. And somehow, there's senior give some advices... motivates them that, dont worry, Egypt is okay, no corp d'etat, peace and so on, there got some organisation for malaysian students, you can apply for ZAKAT, foudation from your state, YAKIN, Yayasan Bank Rakyat and so on... most of them, saying about the chances who applied from KPT to further studies in Egypt are high and so on.

And I really, in a broken heart. O mighty Allah... I can't handle this feeling...

I want to be a part of Medical Students who are studying in Egypt. Seriously talk. So it's like...
totally...killing me.

LSPM : Rant on Tipikal Cerita Melayu

Assalamualaikum.
I'm lacking a good, restful sleep. There are so many things happened this days and most of them are about planning things that going to be done this Mac. And due to SPM results will be announced this Tuesday(3 days-to-go), i'm having palpitation whenever I think about. The thoughts that came were just so scary. "What if.. What if.." Aishah, you know that "what if" is Saytans great problem. But after I read Aiman Azlan's rant about SPM, the feeling was just like... Slowly becoming calm... He said that maybe SPM leavers are too worried as it is not about death, though. But I think... SPM is the things that... worth to worry about... And the consequuences that happens after received SPM results are just quite big. But hey. Not SPM results made you to become a doctor, engineer, scientist, or whatever career in this world. But Allah SWT. Trust Him, Sha. The Mighty One. You did all you can do, you tried your best, you struggle with all your heart. Just Du'a, and Tawakkal. Have faith on Him. The Great One.

To be continue

LSPM : Yee Sang dan Pusat Jagaan Kanak-kanak Rapha

Assalamualaikum.
Due to seek for some adventures, knowing more people, I signed up as volunteer for iM4U program that was held at Pusat Jagaan Kanan-Kanak Rapha to celebrate Chinese New Year with them. It was good to know some people, made the kids there happy and realized that I have to be more and more grateful to be able having my parents by my side. I just couldn't imagine how my life would be if they are gone. My life would miserable, for sure. Oh Mum and Dad. I love you guys so much.

So, as arranged, on 15 Feb, I went to the address that was told by an operator. Arrived there, all I can see are male, male and male. about ten guys and one girl. All that I know is all of them were from Politeknik while the one whose had a small chat with me was from UIA Gambang. Pharmacist-to-be. 

After the girls including me were done with cooking dishes(actually we just pre-heat them, cooked some simple vegetables dishes and slices chicken meat and cooked rice), and the lion dancers done with ktung-ktang,ktung,ktang, the children whose were just got back from The Church were allowed to enter the 'food court'(Dewan Makan). So, I helped with the kids to get their seats, and gave them chopsticks for a ceremony that is related with a type of dishes called, Yee Sang.

First of all, the person who was in charged with iM4U from KL were Malays. 3 of them are female, two of the 3 boys I'm sure there are Malays, Islam but the other one I'm not sure. They bought food from restaurant that I don't know the source; whether Haram or Halal. Because it was totally like, Chinese food. Just imagine, daun salad dicelur dan dihidangkan dengan Oyster sauce. The sauce, I was totally not sure what was the ingredients to make the sauce. And hey, hey! Not only the sauce but also other 3 more dishes. I wanted to ask them but, it would be probably end up like, "Hey, I'm Islam too!" So Sis Ilham and I were decided to never touch Yee Sang and other dishes. We would just have KFC fried chicken that sponsored by sponsors, and  rice only. Well, the rice for about 70 people were cooked by me, so I guaranteed that it is Halal. Well, what can you pun in rice cooker? Pork? Haha.

And, about the Yee Sang. It was prepared by Sis Ilham, the other two Malay sis from UIA that I couldn't remember their names and me. Four of us. The ingredients of Yee Sang was just like pickled vegetables, fried chruncy stuffs, few packets of hell I don't know what it is, two apples, a pear, oil and souce. The sauce and oil was packed in a typical plastic that are transparent. Besides, all those ingredients to make the Yee Sang was in a boxes(there are two boxes of Yee Sang for two large plate of Yee Sang) the boxes was like... No halal trademark, nothing written in English or Malay but only some Chinese word that is traditional Chinese. I can only read simple Chinese words!

So, during the ceremony of 'angkat Yee Sang tinggi-tinggi yang macam dalam TV tu' the kids took the plates and put Yee Sang on their plates, add rice and some other side dishes. Meanwhile, I went to busy myself by distributing plates and, I don't really remember what I did at the moment. Suddenly, the iM4U from KL staff called me. I think he's Malay by the way he called me and he speaks Bahasa Melayu fluently with me. He's about in twenties.

Awak, awak, mari sini.

 I turned around just in case that I would not make myself ashamed if he was intend to call other people, not me.

Saya?

Ya,ya, awaklah.

I walked to him. I saw Sis Ilham was sitting behind him with....her hand that was holding chopsticks. And the chopsticks was like...

Awak dah rasa ke belum ni?

He gave me a pair of chopsticks. I was totally flabbergasted at the moment!

Belum, takpa, nanti saya rasa.

I was hoping he will say "Ok". And we know that it did not happened.

Tengok ni, Yee Sang ni ada, err.. sayur... ada carrot... anda buah... boleh makan.

I know what was in the Yee Sang because I prepared them!(note: different type of Yee Sang have different ingredients such as salmon fish) He tried to convince me but it wasn't convincing at all. All I want was to reject him. And again, we know that it did not happened.
We was surrounding by the kids and about 20 of adult that sponsored the kids' living expenses there and they were all chinese. There were some Malays but Malays doesn't matter. I dig my brain to find excuses so that I don't have to eat in front of him right away. But nothing crossed my mind! I know that I have to read the du'a of Nabi Sulaiman more often than I used to pray.
I took the chopsticks  and took the pear. The pear was cut by me so, I have all the confident to eat the sliced pear.

Lah,, sikitnya makan? Ambillah banyak sikit. Reti guna chopstick tak?

I looked at him in disbelieving... I was from Chinese school, remember? Of course I used to use chopsticks.  So I closed my eyes and grab quite lot of stuffs in my chopsticks including pickled carrots. I looked at the carrots and some other pickled vegetables that was stains with unknown sauce. Then, sense got into myself. I took quite many. So I put it back, let it fall and grabbed some with small quantity and it just like... suddenly it was in my mouth. I smiled at him and walked away from him. The taste of sauce got into my taste bud. I walked faster to a roll of tissues and sat down beside Sis Ilham. I turned around where no one behind me and everything in my mouth was already in the tissue. Few seconds later I was  in front of the sink. Spitted out everything out of my mouth. I couldn't believe myself that I didn't telan air liur for about 2 minutes. It tasted totally disgusting. I did not used with the taste. the taste was like... Oh my. Oh Chinese who is reading this, no offense, please. it just same as the way when you said you hate tart nenas. A chinese girl said it taste like poo.

Moral of the story... In a Chinese community places and surrounding with syubhah food, a Muslim should just say, "I'm fasting".
#I really hope that the iM4U staff really bought Yee Sang sauce that are from Halal restaurant or Chinese-Muslims restaurant... I really hope so.

LSPM: Rant on Kellie's Castle, Batu Gajah, Perak

Assalamualaikum.

p/s: My older Sister, Farah laughed when I said Batu Gajah. She thought I was mencarut as she never heard and never know that there's place in the Earth called Batu Gajah.

On 7th February which is a week ago, my family consist of my parents, little sister, Granny and I went to Ipoh Perak for my EduCamp at UTP and we paid a visit to my Mum's eldest Sister who is currently living in Ipoh Perak. It was a short trip where we only spent two days there including traveling hours. Can you believe how short the trip was as traveling from Kuantan to Tronoh is about 7 hours?

Well, as the trip is not for holiday, suddenly my sister kept talking about Kelly Kelly and I wasn't heard before - what the hell is that?
And again, suddenly when my parents done fetching me at UTP after the educamp was done, she started her stomachache. I wasn't wether it was seriously period pain or "something". And when we arrived at Mak Long's house for lunch, she still, with her stomachache. But then, she can still eat couple number of fried chicken. Haha. So, seeing that my sister was ill, Dad decided to go to Kellie's Castle that is located in Batu Gajah; where we took an exit from Taman Sri Desa to the Highway, and further driving until we reached Batu Gajah.

When we was there, it was about 3 o'clock. Can you imagine how hot was that moment? Well, Batu Gajah is Perak, further far away from East Penisular (Pahang and Terengganu is having a cold temperature and currently windy )

We went there and go to the ticket counter.
RM4 untuk warga emas
RM5 untuk orand dewasa 12>

We started to walk around the castle, it is huge and, well, fantastic. My enthusiasm to explore the castle increased 85% from 60%(because of the weather and tiredness after the educamp. Testing your brain is seem to make you tired morecompare to physically tested. Trust me. I'm an engineer).
 And of course, we were free to take pictures. So we took atleast thousands of pictures to be saved as memories. Momentos.

The castle is know as hunted Castle and 'hunted' made this castle to be more popular. And there is load and lots of sort of information that are informative about Kellie's family, assets, his remaining in London, his wealthiness, what happened when he died, about Buddhist, his religion, Catholic, wife, rooms and etc.You will find out that this 3-4 floor castle is spectacular, especially regarding it' rooms, and some sort of hidden rooms for his children and etc. And of course, about the history in Tanah Melayu. They owned about THREE THOUSAND hectars of land, y'know...
Then,
Let's scroll down and move on with the pictures...!

Me at the stairs. Opposite with Kandang Kuda.

Little Sis.

Some of left err... buildings?

This castle have stairs that directly from third-floor-master-bedroom to outside of the house? Yeah. Amazing.

My sis and I

View from exit of the castle

LSPM: Rant on School Days

Assalamualaikum.

Gambar untuk Majalah Mekar 2014 F5

I'm a person who will seek every possibility of doing things alone. Not that I hate my friends or, ego or, arrogant or, thought that I can do everything alone. No no no. It's just like, I've through almost 10 years(years where most of the things needs my very own decision to do) and, my thought always differs with others. I hate waiting and make people waiting. And you know, when you're with a gang, and when we say 'gang it means more than three. So, the duration of waiting if there is any particular activities will lengthen. Am I right? Sometimes, during the recess, I walked fast. Rather eating alone than waiting my friends come down from classes(I'm prefect, remember?). I had to write reports. Had to patrol the school(sometimes). And of course, Disturbing my teachers with bombards questions especially to Puan Fadhilah (Sorry teacher, but I love youuu :*) And duration of recessing for a prefect is 35 minutes. I dont dare to wait any more time just to wait.

Me, Syafawani, Fatiha with our respectives angklong 2013

I often made decision carefree. Sometimes the decision is stupid, ridiculous and when I turned back, and think for a second time, I got yelled by myself. Got yelled due to thinking without maturity. People tends to think that my decision is a wise decision. And often follows my decision. And when everything turned into worse, I hate it. I'll just like putting my friends into circumstances that the person will get regretted for his/her lifetime. I hate this. That's why I rather doing things alone@by myself.

However, when I looked back at my history of life during my secondary school, I felt like, Oh my God, Allah granted me with so many wonderful friends that I wish these friendship will lasts forever. Not only will end up when we left SMK TA. Especially my classmates that supports me. Sometimes we had a small fight(urgh??), misunderstanding, sometimes Chinese girl call my friend prostitute(it's not true!) and we always (not me actually) calling our classmates with bad names, but then, it's never matters anymore. Because we know that, when SPM is done, we'll gonna miss each other.

Jamuan Raya dan Karnival Seni Budaya 2013 form 4

Take a nap and picture during subjects exchange periods!

Kelas tambahan during school holidays

Jamuan Akhir tahun berjawatan Khas 2014

Jamuan Berjawatan Khas 2013

Jamuan Raya 2013

LSPM: Educamp UTP

Assalamualaikum.

Aku baru balik dari Perak. And, since aku masih lagi belum mengupdate Blog ni hampir sebulan, dan masih belum ada entry bagi bulan Februari, so, this is it.

EduCamp UTP

Aku mohon Asasi Kejuruteraan di UTP. Tarikh tutup dia 22 Januari yang lepas. Aku tahu pun pasal one of my bestfriend, Hazirah told me about that. Then, aku rasa cam shah, kau takde apa nak buat ni.  Apply pakai result trial. Maka... 

Sha, jom mohon.

Maka aku mulalah on printer aku ni, dan photostat segala benda yang diperlukan macam sijil-sijil, surat-beranak and so on. Yang paling penting, result trial examinations aku. Ayah aku dah naik bosan kot tengok kertas-kertas yang nak disahkan. Aku pun dah naik serabut. Mula-mula UPM, then YPM, lepastu UTP. 

Yang UPM tu, bapak ah gila berat segala benda yang diphotostat dan aku siap Pos Laju tau dak. Actually aku ada satu firasat yang dokumen aku tu tak sampai. Pasal ayah aku yang pos, dan ayah aku pos tu memang dah hari ke-3 kalau aku tak silap, sebelum tarikh tutup permohonan. Dahlah masa tu aku bukan main serabutnya dengan SPM. Sekali takda bunyi langsung dari UPM and end up dengan kakak hantar What’s app.

Shah, tak dapat fast track ke? Budak fast track asasi sains pertanian January intake dah masuk.

Aku rasa macam. Grr. Macam kucing yang tengah marah, bulu mengembang. Beberapa saat sebelum kuku keluar.

Ok, back to the story. 31 haribulan Januari, result keluar. Aku dipanggil untuk ke interview tu. Aku macam.

Mak Long, I’m coming!!

So i practiced, practiced for the interview in case of dia tanya,

You have 10 minutes to tell me about yourself. Maka, aku pun berulang-ulang kalilah menghadap cermin masa malam Jumaat tu, sambil imagine, panel is right in front of me.

Sampaikan bila aku stop untuk balas chat kawan aku, adik tegur

Hoi, dah habis interview?

Kakak kat belakang pulak menyampuk.

Dapat ke tak?

Sarkastik. Aku tahu.

Next day, pagi Sabtu, maka bertolaklah aku dari Kuantan bersama omma, daddy adik and tok. Tok tu pasal nak pergi Ipoh, rumah menantu and cucunya. Siap bawa keropok dan buat ketupat laginya. Sempat tuh,cari daun ketupat last minute.

We arrived Ipoh, nearly Mak Long's house around 2 o’clock but then we lost. So Mak Long’s husband came and fetch us at Vet something.

Petang tu we head to Tronoh, I saw the UTP and oh my Allah. It is sooo grand. For the first time, I fell in love to this lovely university. Note, ya, University. It is so modern and huge. I was lost in my own pace, dreaming me, swimming in the lake. What a stupid. Lake? Haha.

Then the next day, about 7 a.m. , my family and I keluar bilik hotel, dalam lif pun jumpa lagi mat-mat berkemeja dengan tie bagai.

Chancellor Hall

Then, bila sampai sana, yes, nganga lagi. Serious, ya, this is private university, Sha, no wonder.

Done parking the car, we walked to the Chancellor Hall. The grand hall that i used to see at the other people’s blogs.

Masuk tu. MAK AIH. ITS ONLY ABOUT 7:10 AM DAN LINE DIA BAPAK PANJANG. I moved  and placed myself at the tail of the line say some hi to the girl in front of me and end up we, become friends. Hehe. Meet my new friend, Norhamieza, from SMK Cheras, KL. A cute girl. Then, kitorang dapat sama group because grouping was based on giliran amsing masing. She was with me all the time in the hall, until we said goodbyes and promised to meet again one day. Tapi ni tak hantar lagi what’s app kat dia. Nak minta nama FB. 

Then, by grouping, we entered  a lab, did some test by using the computer right in front of us. 30 minutes for part 1 test, 100 questions, mostly like to know our personalities, and 90 minutes for part 2 test, 40 questions; testing about critical thinking.Done with that, we have a short interview one-by one kat seats kitorang. Individual. Basically, the panel came to our seats and asked us some simple questions tapi aku rasa i gave a stupid answer like,

What that you want to be?

An engineer.

Walau weh. UTP is school of engineering, Sha.

Tapi soalan dia sangat simple. Just nak tengok kau confident ke tak camtu, je.

Pastu, done. nak keluar...

Then I have a walk around outside the lab... Sebenarnya kau sesat, kan Sha. Pening kepala aku dari mana aku masuk tadi. Mana jalan nak keluar. Nak je aku panggil abang fasi....kakak fasi... yang lalu situ. Ramai yang dah kosong. Then terjumpa Norhamiezan again! Oh lucky me. Dia pun nampak lega tengok aku, sah sesat jugak.

Norhamieza and me. Belakang tu library.

We headed to information counter and suddenly a mum of the participant of EduCamp halted us. She asked about a person named Siti Humaira, and rant about her daughter is still in there, her niece got into this college last year, older about a year with her son, her the other niece is the teacher here, about third year, if a person performed well, they will be send to overseas universities just like twinning program lah. She talked, and asked me thousands of questions before she said something that made we felt Alhamdulillah Ahamdulillah. Heaven...

“Takpelah ye, mak cik pergi dulu.”

We walked for few metres before looked at each other and burst into a laugh. So suddenly a stranger came by and talked about some of private stuffs haha.

Masa depat Chancellor hall tu. Aku pusing belakang, menghadap Chancellor Hall.  Bye UTP. Ada rezeki mai lagi.

Masa balik tu, terserempak dengan family tu, ni, yang datang untuk sesi petang. Ada sorang mak cik tu tanya bermacam jenis soalan sementara si anak jantannya memakai tali leher tepi kereta. Aku macam oh my... Can I keluarkan niqab dalam beg aku ni supaya takda orang berhenti and bercakap dengan aku? Aku Cuma nak tunggu mak dan ayah...

So, that's it.

                                                                 

Updated.
Aku pass, weh. 

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