Thursday 23 February 2012

Never judge a book by its cover.

Driving class punya pasal aku bangun pukul 7 tepat. Rasa seronok bangun awal. Dapat breakfast, udara segar. Best. Aku pun jalan ke guard house pukul 8.30 then sembang dengan guard. Dia pernah try nak masuk army navy and air force. Pukul 9 pakcik tu datang. Harini ada 4 orang (2 lelaki 2 perempuan) so boleh balik awal lah. Sampai je tempat latihan, JPJ sedang buat test untuk teksi. So terpaksa lah tunggu diorang habis guna litar. Meanwhile, aku pun minum dekat kantin, thats where aku kenal Zulkefli.


First impression : Muka gangster gila. Ni mesti abang long ke apa.
Zul ni 24 tahun, selama ni tak pernah ada lesen tapi dah druve ke merata tempat. Kerja sebagai manager kat nandos. Cerita zul ni menarik gila. Berasal dari Ipoh, main bola untuk negeri masa sekolah menengah. Tapi dia tak ngam dengan ayah dia, so dia berhenti main bola drop out of school and lari ke KL. Walaupun takde kenalan, lone ranger, no matter what happens, zul tekad takkan pulang balik. Dia first kerja kat giant and stay dekat hostel. There dia belajar cara pilih kawan, then bila cukup duit dia pun beli rumah dengan kawan kawan dia yang kerja giant. He then quit and kerja kat nandos. Start sebagai part time waiter, to full time waiter and now manager of nandos. Dia kata hidup dia kerja balik kerja balik, dia dah tanak lepak buang masa bagai. Dia dah 24 and baru nak ambil lesen. Alasan kenapa nak ambil lesen sekarang sebab nak pilihan raya so akan banyak road block.Time dia lari family members hina dia and pandang rendah kat dia but now, family member respect him because from nothing he became something. Dia even kasi duit kat ayah dia tapi ayah dia tanak terima because ayah dia tak pernah support dia dari kecil. Ayah dia now respect dia. Soal awek pulak? InsyaAllah next year dia akan kahwin. Awek dia jauh, kat penang, and dapat jumpa sebulan sekali. Best part, dioarang start bercinta since they were 16 years old. Aku pun tanya, macam mana boleh tahan lama? Answer : Kau kene jujur and faham dia. Paling penting, kau jangan buat apa yang kau taknak dia buat kat kau. Banyak advice yang Zul turunkan kat aku. Yang paling aku ingat,


Kalau kau betul betul nak, semua bende akan terjadi.

Tuesday 21 February 2012

The Vows.

I dah rasa bersalah. Not because I kecohkan bende kecik, tapi I langgar my own promises. That makes me a sweettalker. Sebab tak patuh apa yang I promise.


Promise number 4.
ALWAYS KEEP MY EGO DOWN.




Sorry. My fault. Kay mata dah merah all I want is to forget this ever happen.

Monday 20 February 2012

East meets West

Im a not a fan of an orchestra but disebabkan nak teman my mother and my bestie will be there so aku pun bersetuju untuk pergi ke TKC Orchestra Royal Concert at UiTM Shah Alam. Before aku sampai situ, aku teman mak aku pergi rumah kan beliau. Nak ada reunion lunch konon. Penat jaga adab, nasib baik tak makan square. Tiba di Uitm Shah Alam, first thing dalam kepala aku, gila besar tempat ni, kalah UPNM. Macam best je dapat sambung belajar kat sini. Nak pujuk mama tolak idea UIA ketepi lah. Hehe. Dress code was batik or baju kebangsaan. Aku ada satu je batik. Batik issue. Hell no aku nak pakai batik tu. Aku pun cooperate dengan OP Shinbei pakai tie RMC. Di samping itu boleh claim pulak. Sampai je parking lot, banyak bus sekolah. Sdar, stf, stj, ssp, and mckk. Banyak. Ni meninbulkan satu persoalan, mana budak boy? Baru teringat diorang kene campak dalam hutan sebab ada kem jati diri minggu ni. Orchestra tu agak menarik. The best part was lagu Thriller. Thumbs up girls (Y). Mesti diorang practise macam orang gila. Kalah training passing out parade.Terhibur hati tengok budak budak sekolah tu. Mesti diorang nak try nampak paling macho nak try awek awek sekolah perempuan tu. Cari peluang nak usha. Skendo awal awal. Haha, rindu pulak zaman persekolahan. Today was a new experience sebab dapat tengok orchestra.
With OP Harith Amirizal.


Standing for the negeri sembilan song. We just stand
 and took pictures since we dont know the song


The Stars of the Day.
 Esok, have fun lah korang kat Universal Studios. I really wish I could be there. 

Lucky People.

Yes, aku tahu aku sangat bertuah. Sangat. And aku bersyukur juga. Honestly kan, I didnt expected this at all, aku tak lock target buat pengumuman aku dah skendo beliau awal awal masa korang turun bas kat sekolah aku. Tak, aku tak tau dia akan jadi girlfriend aku walaupun aku dah terbaca nama dia kat pintu bilik aku sendiri. These things come unintentionally tau. When it comes, you just know. Aku tak plan pun apa aku nak buat siap buat checklist. Tak, I just follow what my heart said I should do. Walaupun ditentang a few people, I just did it anyway because I feel its right. Kay dah melalut dah apa aku nak cakap kat kau. Although aku tak kenal kau sangat tapi, my advice, you dont have to waste your time to find him, because he will find you. Yes, ni untuk kau Jannah. It will be worth the wait :)

Friday 17 February 2012

The good feeling to be back.

Pagi selasa lepas subuh terus mandi siap semua at 7 dah bertolak pergi stesen komuter Sungai Buloh. Baru nak beli ticket then dapat text dari OP Hamtaro " time ni korang dah kene otw by hook or by crook". Aku dah cuak dah takut lambat orang tunggu. Nasib aku baik, tunggu dalam 5 minit je train dah sampai. Tips untuk pengguna komuter, dari stesen segamat ke KL sentral memang kene scrum rucking hand off semua. Lepastu dah boleh duduk tenang pejam mata. Sampai at stesen bandar tasik selatan aku terus call OP hamtaro dan OP shinbei. Dua dua masih otw. Nak dekat sejam aku tunggu, 45 minits kott. Ingat nak pergi TBS nak tidur kat situ kejap tapi baru nak jalan nampak OP hamtaro dah sampai. Bila OP shinbei dah sampai kita naik teksi ke RMC. Kat gate Kem Perdana Sungai Besi kitorang kene tahan then kene daftar. Rindu jadi boy, nampak je pakai planters boleh main masuk mcm tu je. Now dah kene serah IC bagai. Bila sampai RMC, orang pertama aku jumpa ayahanda ku. Sarjan Nazri bin Ahmad. Jumpa dia siap peluk lagi, and dia kata aku dah gemuk. -.-' tak padahal. So aku pun terus ke basketball court. RMC tengah lawan Victoria Institution. Menang besar kott. Aku disambut dengan newboy aku, or senior putera (once my newboy always my newboy) dengan meriah. Semua nak aku belanja diorang makan. Memang tak lah. hangus lah duit aku. After the game kami pun berhijrah ke tea break. Time tu dah break untuk budak boy so dapat jumpa ramai SP yang aku suka kacau dulu. Then aku melawat bilik guru jumpa OC kompeni Hotel. Mejar Norazliza. Beliau juga merupakan cikgu addmaths aku sewaktu form 5 dan suka cubit perut aku sebab tak siap kerja. Sakit kott. RMC ada game lagi dengan SMK Taman Yarl. This time Cikgu Hadafi jumpa aku dan bagi lesen jadi coach sementara :8D. Tapi aku tak buat apa apa pun sebab Ilman (captain) had it all under control. Another big win. Sebelum kita keluar dari RMC aku sempat jumpa newboy hotel 2012. Tapi tak banyak. Sempat jumpa buddy kepada buddy aku. Banyak bende dah berubah di RMC walaupun baru sebulan lebih kita pass out dari RMC. Kita pun menyusur keluar maktab kesayangan menaiki kereta guru chemistry aku, Maam Anis. Dia drop kita ke Stesen LRT sungai besi then kita pergi ke KLCC and jumpa 2 OP yang berkerjaya, OP Chip and OP kosas. All in all, aku rindu main basket aku rindu maktab.


Me in my old number 11 jersey.


RMC Beast in action


Giving a pep talk on upcoming HKSBP.


I serve to lead


Ilman. Captain of RMC Beast. SUO C - coy and
 President of Mess Council


Found this in Maam Anis's car. Bakal suami komando? wow.


Jobless OP's meets OP's with a job.


The royal military college :)

Monday 13 February 2012

Mata pena yang menari di atas kertas.

"Mataku ku tajam memandang cermin ditingkap, ditemani secawan teh yang panas. Mengimbas kembali memori, saat yang kita terjadi. Perkara kecil kecilan yang ku lakukan, biarpun dikatakan membuang masa namun aku hanya mengikut kata hati. Akhirnya aku dapat apa yang aku doakan, tetapi ku sedari bahawa ini bukan maknanya ku telah berjaya, tetapi perlu tingkatkan lagi usaha. Ku cuba mengeluarkan kata kata manis, namun ku lebih cuba menunjukkan mu kemanisan. Ku tidak tahu sebetulnya perasaan mu terhadap ku, tetapi kata kata mu sungguh meyakinkan. Tiba tiba terasa tepukan di bahu kiri, kembali ke realiti lesap dari dunia fantasi. Ku menoleh ke rupa rupa kau disisi. Itu sebenarnya apa yang aku ingini."
Im no mein sarif that can make good literature but theres no harm in trying. Haha, rasa macam nak duduk bawah pokok dengan jangun putih yang panjang menulis puisi pada waktu senja. Not going to happen. Peave.

Nothing last forever but I damn sure will try .

Goodluckboys.

Today RMC is hosting the Bangsar Zone basketball competition. This makes me think about my playing days in RMC. We werent the strongest team in KL nor in SBP but we sure ain't the weakest. RMC basketball team had alot of problems. No coach (until Major Fadil came along in febuary 2011), lack of attention from the college admin, lack of practice but we still try and keep it all together because of the passion for the game. We are also not very experienced. The only friendly we had before our first competition was with neighbours UPNM where we always get kicked in the ass. Our first competition was HKSBP at SBPI Sabak Bernam. We almost entered the second round if it wasnt for the 1 point defeat with Asis. We did have fun bullying the InterSaber infront at their homeground. While others are training hard for the second round, we went to the seaside and had mee rebus (Y) we had fun in the end. Second copetition was the Bangsar zon tournament, We kicked SMK TTDI arse with a 25 point margin but lost to SMK Sri Sentosa and SMK Seri Saujana by 5 point and 7 points respectively. Next game was with HKSBP national champions *drumroll* Sekolah Tun Fatimah. A hard lesson was learnt by my teammates, never underestimate girl power. We keep scores at first but intentionally forget it to reduce the embarrassment. And yes, I fell down hard during the game where Balqish Nasir kicked my leg with i was running with the ball. Then came OP-PP games we were leading at first but we lost due to the sizes of the OP's. There are effing big. Our last game of the year was SP vs NB where seniors came back out of retirement for a one night stand with the juniors. Seniors won that game by 3 points. We also went to seremban for a 3-on-3 competition. I wasnt sure of the date tho, but it was entered by alot of schools namely SDAR, SBPI Selandar, STJ and SMAP Labu. RMC managed to get third place losing to SDAR at the quaterfinals. All in all i miss my playing days and wish to play again in college. To the team this year, goodluck in your tournaments and we wish you cand do far better then us this year.


OP-PP Games. Look at the different in sizes.


Bangsar Zon at SMK Petaling. 


One cheer for RMC in~ OUT.


3-ON-3 tournament in Seremban

Thursday 9 February 2012

Unintended



Never in my mind that things will turned out this way.Everybody has a tale to tell. This is mine.


Years back, this I who I thought
I will turned out to be.
Sejak darjah 3 lagi my mother dah try halau and sentiasa berceramah on pentingnya masuk SBP. To her, tak masuk SBP you go nowhere. That is actually debatable but who am I to question her. I always want to enter The Malay College Kuala Kangsar (MCKK). Badly. Sampai tahap letak gambar depan meja belajar. I dont really know why but I really wanted to be in that school. I blew my first chance at it. 4A 1B for my UPSR. Tak pandai kan, redha je lah. What really hurts the most it seeing all my schoolmates going to other boarding schools. Khairul Japri went to Sekolah Sultan Alam Shah (SAS), Adleina and Maryam Husna went to Sekolah Tun Fatimah (STF) and others who I dont really remember. So I had to stay at Bandar Sri Damansara for the next 3 years to earn my second chance. SMKBSD2 was quite a wild ride for me, the bad influence the people there. I made a lot  friends there. There are many types of people there some similar to me yet some very different. When my second chance was about to came, I was determined to not let this get away like it did before.Again, MCKK was my target. Still, I applied for MRSM, SBP and *drumroll* RMC. This was influenced by OP Irfan Daniel who was my neighbour. I took a chance and applied everything application there is. Before the results came out, RMC gave a letter for an interview. I had to stay there for 4 days for a medical, IQ, physical test and the final board. Everything went smoothly. 3 from SMKBSD 2 applied for RMC, but only 2 went for the interview. The last night at my stay at RMC, I met OP Ajmal ( then was an A-rep for A-coy). He came in to our room at 2 in the morning ( padahal tengah ambil SPM -.-') and gave us a pep talk. The main point of his talk is life in RMC is hell, if you really want to be in it, be prepared. It scared me a little. When PMR results came out, I didnt ruined it. Thank god. So, i waited patiently for any offer to come. One day, a sunday I remembered, bapak told me to check the mailbox. Surprise surprise two letters came. Without delaying I rip the envelope open, RMC gave and offer and STAR gave me an offer. Happy? yes. Devastated? also because I didnt get MCKK. But I was still grateful. So, when theres two choices, I turn to my family for an answer. Bapak, mama and kakak all voted for STAR (pengaruh Uncle Jim lah ni, tau lah STAROBA tapi takpayah pengaruh orang lain -.-'). In the end, I entered RMC. Why? Because I felt it was the right choice. 2 years there, and a haven't regretted anything yet. Maybe sometimes (masa kena hammerlight) but I think I made the right choice. I did what other schools dont do. I did things that I ever thought I do. Learnt a lot of values. Learnt a lot of new tricks ( tuang especially hehe). Met a lot of new people.Oh I also met you <3.I learnt to be humble. I learnt how does pain feels like.I felt the pride of wearing the yellow lanyard. I learnt how to dress properly not wearing baggy pants that shows your butt line (speaking form experience) I have friends all over the country.Many deeds I owed to the college. Some may say 2 years is not enough but 2 years did something.RMC is a college full of culture and tradition.It is a home of future leaders. Looking back, I knew I made the right choice. Moral of the story is, God never says no to your prayers, he only says yes or have something better reserved.






Letters that came at the same time.
New boy. With ex boy afiq. He rejected due to
 family problems
Eksesais Nasi Mentah 2010


Minutes before my passing out
parade. Senior Putera.

After the passing out
parade. Old Putera.
OP Azriel Aziz
H-coy