MoRaL VaLuE fRoM aPb

Rehat kejap. Cause I'm trying hard to concentrate on finishing this freaking essay analysis. Rasa macam lemah gila iman bila online je tak boleh kontrol untuk kelik pada fesbukdotkom seolah-olah sudah menjadi pengguna fesbuk yang tegar. RECENTLY, RECENTLY. Bukan hari-hari.

Okeh sekarang I peruntukan tigapulohminit untuk taip entry ini. Tepat pukul 2 AM kejap lagi wajib offline dan sambung buat essay analisis. Jadi I tak boleh fikir panjang untuk menaip entry ni, tak boleh dok berangan lama-lama fikir ayat sedap-sedap macam kudap-kudapan yang kita selalu makan sambil tengok akustik raya pada petang raya. Bantai jela apa yang keluar. Ini tak ada backspace punya entry. Percayalah.

I'd spent my last precious weekend with APB. Dua hari berturut-turut bayangkanlah. Sabtu dengan program mentor-mentee while ahad projek masakan kuih tradisional aka our group assignment yang kalau rasa-rasa malas nak join, 20 percent of your mark will fly away just like dat. Phiew... Jadi I wajib korbankan masa tidur, masa balik, masa terperap di bilik pada hujung minggu itu dengan bergiat aktif di Kenanga, APB dan Hotel Management punye Kitchen.

Kitchen Hotel Management yang besar, gedabak dan ber'air-cond' rasa macam gayat pulak masuk dapur begini.

And that was the time I realize how people around me actually are. Observing their attitude, knowing them closer, talking and cooperating each other, I can conclude many things in that 'not-exactly’ two days. Cause at first, I realize that life experience of mine mostly are through my eyes.

Second. It so touched when you also realized there’s a lot of a person who really love you and always take care of you. My kakak Tia, she's one of them.

muka muchuk keshayangan kalau sehari tak cubit pipi memang tak sah.

Third. I was surprised for knowing that there's a lot of 'oghe pantai timur' in my faculty. Bukan dalam kelas I sahaja which I thought apa-ini-semua-rakyat-kelantan-terengganu-seolah-olah-dah-pakat-nak-padatkan-shah-alam. Mana orang selatan? Mana? Mana? MANAAA...???

Antara sample wajah-wajah kelantanese and terengganuese. Tapi ini sikit saja. Nak lagi, lain kali.

Four. But I don't really care about it actually. No problemo. No fue nada. In fact, it makes me automatically fluent to 'kecek klate'. And I've no idea, HOW. Mu tokse nok tanyo guano ambo tau. Betul ke grammar ambo ni abe?

Okeh, five. I also have to admit there's a weird feeling toward somebody. Sudah lama. And I did try to get closer with him, but at the end, he failed to make my heart keep on hit. Thus I decided to turn back, to my origin criteria of my prince charming iaitu, 'CARILAH LELAKI YANG BERIMAN.'

Ada sesiapa lelaki beriman di sini? Okeh, nanti I survey.

Six. So I come to conclusion, all men are almost the same. ALMOST saja. Tak payah nak cop I ni stereotype sangat la. I have to say my gratitude cause knowing him closer do make myself clear and mature to understand 'their species' much better. Banyak moral value saya dapat dari situ. Thanks to you sayang.

Well, broken heart is nothing as long as you know where you can turn to heal it. Lucky me for having comfort shoulder to cry on. My family, my sisters, my girls. But there's an exception for boyfriend. Plus, what happened last week, was actually fun and awesome and I really can't describe it jadi sila continue...

Seven, I do realize that my 'kawan-kawan-bahasa' are really BERBAHASA. Sumpah, I never heard any 'dirty-words' come out from their mouth. Boys and girls. And I feel like 'Biar-betul-depa-suma-nih' Sumpah seranah langsung tak pernah singgah kat telinga aku. Even sesama diorang pun they use 'awak-saya-and-their-own-name-instead-of-kau-aku' what the kurang ajar diri aku ni kalau nak dibandingkan dengan mereka. Yes. Tolong la percaya. Lelaki dengan lelaki pun mereka gunakan panggilan macam tu. Walaupun not everyone of course.

Eight. And I'm so shame with myself when they can shout my name out loud macam diorang suma dah bertahun-tahun kenal aku padahal aku buat muka terpinga-pinga tanya 'err-ni-nama-siapa-ek?'. Sekarang dah boleh beza antara orang budiman dengan orang tak budiman kan? No wonder Kak Tia sayang marah I sebab tak kenal kawan-kawan batch sendiri walaupun dah hujung part two. Sorry kakak. And thanks for scolded me. Insaf, insaf.

The moment I ambik gambar ni, sumpah tak tau langsung sapa nama diorang. But now, I do. Jadi, jangan marah I lagi ye kakak.

Nine. Program APB hari tu make me find out, orang yang aku selalu pandang dari jauh, yang aku selalu kutuk, umpat-umpat, was actually nice and absolutely affectionate. Sorry, I can't avoid judging a book by its cover. Once I noe him/her closer, again rasa macam mahu sorok ini muka bawah bantal sahaja. Malu la malu. Semua kawan-kawan LG saya sangat peramah dan baik hati. Bukan macam saya yang busuk punya perangai ini.

Ten. And I'm so respect for their strong relationship bond towards each other. Last night, semua kawan-kawan saya ajak datang rumah sewa boys dekat seksyen 7 tu where they held 'bacaan tahlil' untuk ayah salah seorang kawan kami yang baru meninggal dunia last Saturday. Al-Fatihah for his late father. Insaf lagi sebab bayangkan kalau saya ditempat dia, I really don't know how could I be. Lagi-lagi bila nak final ni.

Tuhan, aku mohon, jangan uji aku begitu walaupun aku dikelilingi dengan loving friends seperti mereka.

And lastly. I must say all my lecturers were actually 'GILA-GILA' just like their students. Dr. Norizah yang sangat rugged naik Harley Davidson with her husband. Aaaw, kontranya dengan Dr. masa dalam dewan kuliah. Cik Saliza yang selalu serius and straight dalam kelas pulak, for the first time I realized how jovial she was actually.

Dan Encik Mail juga. Betapa loyar buruknya dia masa program mentor-mentee hari itu. Till I almost forget he's the same lecturer yang selalu perli orang dalam kelas dimana situasi itu adalah amat menakutkan.

Then, Cik Sri yang sangat ROCK dan suka cari pasal dengan aku walaupun bertudung labuh tu, yes she never change. Malah makin menjadi-jadi pulak. Sabar jela melayan kesengalan beliau.

While Puan Azita yang sangat sempoi even though I tak pakai sport attire waktu projek masakan tradisional hari tu sampaikan banyak mata dok jeling-jeling buat muka macam nak sound aku 'WEH-KENAPA-KAU-TAK-PAKAI-SPORT-ATTIRE-HAH?' Memang. Memang I selalu ingkar pada arahan.

Dengan bangganya melanggar arahan sambil buat muka tak bersalah.

Okeh, sekarang apa sudah jadi. I dah terlajak sampai 2.50 am. Memang bahan sumpah seranah invigilator kalau masuk dewan exam buat perangai macam ni. Time's up. Pergi submit essay ini sekarang. Butang 'publish post' I click u now...~

p/s: siapa percaya aku tulis entry ni dalam masa satu jam setengah memang laa~