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September 28, 2001.

Tak tertulis banyaknya things that have happened between March 28 and today.  Six months doesn't seem too long for a  university student !  Mind ya,  I am struggling to finish five courses  in six  months.  I  thought I could  finish them in at most 4 months. Chewah, belagak ! Ah well, hear this :

I've moved.
Yes,  again. To  San  Donato, Milan. Milan mana  lagi kalau tak  Milan  Italy  ni hah.  So  berhangkut  ler pulak ke Italy on June 5th  with our 175 kg  freight. Itu  pun dah 25 kilos over. That's  why   I  couldn't   selitkan  my    lesung  batu   in   the luggage.  Ye  laa,  obviously  lesung  batu  alone  dah  5 kg. Weight  allowed  for  cabin  pulak  is  just that - 5 kg  ngam-ngam.  Tak   sanggup  saya  nak   mengheret  lesung  batu naik   British   Airways  flight   tu  heh !   Hanya   kerana   tak sanggup hidup tanpa sambal belacan ? Lame excuse!

So  I survived  without  sambal  belacan. Tough  and rough jugak !  But   only   for    the   first   week   je.    Sebab  tanpa berlengah  lagi,  saya dah mengheret si Be gi cari blender. Found  a reasonable  one, but  still a wet grinder. Meaning, all  the  sambal made  would  be sambal 'berkuah'. Yucks! Otherwise  I  have  to  settle  makan  sambal  yang  cili  dia selebar   selimut.   Alaaah...beggars   can't   be   choosers.  Asalkan bersambal dah.

Like  I  mentioned  earlier,  I am  taking  up  studies  again - with  a  Canadian University - long  distant learning. Belajor something  yang  I truly  naaaaakkk sangat belajor. I mean, tak  ler  belajor  paksarela  like my  first Bachelor's Degree. Supposedly  all  the five subjects selesai end of November ni.     Supposedly   I   shouldn't   be   writing   this...hee  hee. Supposedly  I  should  be  finishing  my  assignments.  But supposedly   you'd   like   to   know   what    had   happened between my Tertulis March 28 and today, kan ?

Anyway,  my  nawaitu  asal starting  this page  was to  write about  this one friend  of mine. A long-lost friend.  We went  to  school together. Form 1 to Form 3. Aliran Perdagangan. We  were  never  in  the same class, except  for the first two weeks  in  Form  1.  I  was  moved   to   another  class  just because  of  the result of my  Penilaian  Darjah  5.  But hey, things  happened  because they have to.  Who was I to say no, kan ?

We started  as a rival, really. During  the  first week of being in  the  same  class, our  English   teacher  suruh  translate "sekolah menengah"  into English. Kawan  saya ni dengan penuh  perasaan nyer  jawab : "high school". Of course lah teacher  cakap salah...Malaysian system  kan ke  tak  pakai that   term.  So  saya   dengan   penuh  perasaan  ler  jugak angkat     tangan     dan     dengan    bangga    nya    jawab : "secondary  school".  Teacher   cakap  "good",  serta  merta terkembanglah semangkuk jiwa saya !

Jangan tak tau, itu kawan kasik saya jelingan maut barang sebijik !  Pehhh !  Berderau  darah  muda saya, kay ! Nasib baik berjaya mengontrol  cute masa tu. But to our unstirred hearts,   we   miraculously    became   friends   ever   since. It feels  like yesterday  je  when  we were looking forward to get a glimpse of each other masa recess. By then we were already separated into two different classes. I was in Form 1K and he was in Form 1U.


Running out of time...will  continue  the  story  one fine day.!


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