2010 -
Back to being the juniors again, Form 1 in SMKBBSL. The subjects multiply. And
finally (sorta) wonderland again. It’s a
little bit more xciting as I’m so much farther than my sis like different
school further. Mwahahaha.
2011 -
Form 2 and guess who’s my junior-my sis. What’s more ‘fun’, we’re both KRK
students. This is where the doom practically starts. Back in 2010, when I need
to go wee wee, I’ll just get out of the teacher’s room (my secret
lair,hahahaha) and walk down the hallway to the toilet. Now in 2011, for the first time ever, I’ve to actually make a plan. It really feels like
you’re on a secret mission to the ‘toilet’. The time, weather, traffic,
busy-ness, teachers, students, all of them is the important aspects of my plan.
I mean seriously, it’s no fun to go to the toilet when you’re being stop for at
least twice (that’s only to the toilet but when going back to the teacher’s
room is another twice).
There
will be tons of question : “eh, farizah. X balik lagi”
“eh,
ko kakak farihah kan?” and again
“dia nilah farizah, kakak farihah” while others
“weh, farizah lah tu” then ran away(I’m still puzzled though)
“farizah,
mak awak mesyuarat eh. Sini jap tolong cikgu”
“ha,
awak tolong cikgu anta buku ni dekat kelas ….”
2012 -
PMR, baby! It’s stressful when u get a very fun history teacher and keeps
saying “SM3 lagi terer, pandai dari SC3” (no offense). Even more stressed when
u have to watch out 24/7. And also the ‘budak KRK sombong, x nak ckp dgn budak
petang’. Now, there is a whole lot of
people know me as the ‘anak cikgu’. The funny thing was my mum always asking
me, “ada budak kacau awak x, budak yg kls belakang2 ibu ajar 2, kalo ada ckp
dgn ibu tau”. That is the reason why I
like to be in my secret lair (teacher’s room) all the time or the library doing
my duty that is every Wednesday.
2013 -
I’m in the upper form, the so-told-fake-honeymoon-year, Form 4. Well, it’s juz
got worser every single day until the date
8 March 2013, that is my last school day in SMKBBSL (really sad).
Without telling no one, on the 11 March 2013, I’m officially a SESERI student.
So sad leavin’ but at least I’m alone without my sis, in a new school, a new
friends, new ‘overdose’ sensitive teachers and a new environment.
DECEMBER
2013 - My sis has got her PMR results.
I’m feeling neutral, nothing much. Then right after that day, a DREADFUL PHONE
CALL. I got outta bed with my mum said “
angah, good news 23 dis angah ada interview”
and guess WHERE IS IT??? At , (ouuhh, this is so hard for me to take
in), the interview is at SESERI.
That’s
it, my dreams gone. All my life I’ve been stuck to my sis, but when I get the
chance being far, it will not last long. And now, I thought being in a boarding
school will actually give me the opportunity to be FAR from my sis for a fat 2
years…. My dream is in the hand of the
decision whether she succeed or not in the interview… WHY?? WHY?? WHY??
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