scarcity

In remembrance of all the silent cries before I sleep, tire wake ups, fake smiles, my friends' hopeful wish, dead walks to the school's office (and sometimes to teachers' room) and all hateful responses been thrown at me. For I sided with the rebellious. Also, all arrogant desires of my friends. For I didn't understand their intention. This post is my first-ever attempt to open up about this matter.    Recently, my bestfriend posted this (darling @zatybaha if you read this, pinjam ye ). Translated in literal to: " It's difficult when you're a good listener. People come to you to tell about their problem but at the same time, you have your own problem and they don't know. So end up, you will help them first before you settle yours. "  Well, it feel magical if we actually get to solve our problem. In my case, I didn't get to solve mine. That's the problem. My forever problem .    My climax of this scenario of helpi

It has been ages since my last post. What was the title? I can't remember it either. Being a big exam candidate is the worst. Since 1st January, this is my first time I got a chance to write something in my blog. Well you know, homework, books, pen and all that stuff, pretty sure I already get used to it by now. Anyway, story time!  On 6th February, (Stanian hosteler already knew about this) Okay, aspuri najihah hari tu adakan majlis perpisahan untuk Puan Normaya, our Ketua Warden. Bersara daripada Ketua Warden. And of course senior kena handle majlis tu. Saya punyalah perah otak fikirkan aturcara majlis (I was supposed to be the emcee with Nadia) And.. tink! Masa majlis dah nak mula, our PK HEM dah sampai dengan dua anak angkatnya, but suddenly, something happened. One of our junior (form 1) kena r****k. I believe any hosteler tahu apa yang berlaku. Ini adalah kes biasa di asrama. Senior semua kelam kabut pergi bilik sakit untuk selesaikan kes. Semua batch saya d

KAWAD KAKI    Yep as told in the title, a part of me. Sebahagian daripada hidup saya. Kalau satu tahun tak masuk kawad, boleh dikatakan pelik. Saya akan tiba-tiba jadi tak kisah kalau apa-apa hal yang melibatkan kawad macam muka gelap , berminyak etc. Bagi saya, benda tu kiranya main letak tepi je. Mula join kawad kaki sejak darjah 4. Ingat lagi, time pemilihan tuh, first-first cikgu suruh jalan biasa. Pass. Then cikgu suruh kawad. Out of the blue, I can do it without fail! I was really surprised, then terus dapat masuk kawad. Seronok betul. Ibu pernah kata, masa saya kecil dulu, saya suka tengok orang berarak, kawad dan benda-benda askar buat. Sebab tu lah kot, saya dapat buat.    Dari sekolah rendah sampai sekolah menengah, saya masuk unit beruniform Puteri Islam. Memang stick sangat kan. Dari sekolah rendah, saya mewakili unit Puteri Islam. Darjah 4 (SKLA) and tingkatan 1 (STAN) , tempak ke-3 [darjah 5 dan 6, sekolah baru saya tak hantar wakil (SKTS)]. Tingkatan 2, kalah, and

[ Previous story ] 9 Mac ( Friday ) Lot of different things happened because- Closing Ceromony! We have tons of trophies that we need to bring from school. Poor Qilah. I wonder how she handled the pain of sharp edges hugging 2 trophies. We moved back to the stadium. Muslims have their Friday's prayers. So, we girls get to rest for 2 hours at noon, quite long. Sitting at our hidden space and casually listened to radio. We felt extra hungry that noon since we skipped breakfast to sort the trophy. Plus, no food and drinks provided to us, the other committee responsible for it just went back without giving us the food. What baffled us was when a Muslim guy who sat in front of us that noon, instead of performing Friday's prayers. We were really curious didn't he feel ashamed of himself for not fulfilling his duty? I asked Sham to turn the radio's volume louder (DJ played prayer's preach) but that guy just ignored it and went sleeping. What the hell?  There wa

Fun week for me, Sham, Qilah, Zati, Syud, Nad, Syuhainah and Bella. All of us won't be attending school and face monthly test like other students. Instead, we will skip the whole school's week, walk all day long, do revision on our own and answer test at night. Because we have new task waiting for us at Stadium Tunku Abdul Rahman. Our school has been chosen to be a part of committee for  Sports Championship Seremban 1. Sounds fun if we could take out the test part. 5 Mac ( Monday ) We did some sorting first for medals at 7 AM, accordingly to sports event that will take place in each day. Shouting to each other to find the right medal. Lucky for us, we did it at a hidden space, far away from crowd, or else we'll look like sellers at the night market. "Bang, medal 2 seringgit!". It was scorching hot for me because I wore a complete prefect uniform since I was tasked to   be a medal attendee. First day technically gave culture shock to all of us. Coming from o

Anda baca tajuk tu? Wah, kagum gila tengok gambar sekolah mewah ni! Bila lagilah sekolah macam ni nak wujud kat Malaysia. Sangat terbaik. Memang anak menteri atau orang kaya je sekolah kat sini. Ini bukan bangunan Mid Valley Mall versi petak. Ini adalah gambar bangunan sekolah ya. Full stop. Hanya mampu tengok~ Punya besar sekolah ni tapi rasanya mereka tak kisah penat berjalan ke sana sini kalau sekolah dah cantik macam ni, kan? Loker buku pun cantik! Ceria betul tempat belajar mereka. Suka tengok warna tema sekolah ni, putih ,hijau, jingga dan kuning. Barulah semangat nak belajar, betul tak? Ini tak, kalau pilih warna biru, biru je lah semua harta benda kat sekolah. Apa-apa pun, dah boleh tutup mulut. Kolej mewah macam ni bagi pelajar-pelajarnya, perkara biasa je. Fasiliti untuk berehat mesti penuh dengan bantal. Nama sekolah ni ialah Orestad. Bagi yang tidak berkemampuan, kita bersyukurlah dengan apa yang kita ada kan. Tak