Showing posts with label pillow-talk. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pillow-talk. Show all posts

Monday, January 19, 2015

13 January, 18 years ago

This was the day that I registered in Maahad Hamidiah Kajang.

Excited jangan cakap. Malam sebelumnya siap bangun tidur berapa kali entah.

Baju dah packing seminggu sebelum. Maklumlah nak masuk asrama. Kemain lagi siap buat senarai barang bagai.

Tapi nervous pon iye jugak. Yelah, kat sekolah rendah dah jadi senior, masuk sekolah menengah jadi junior lah pulak kan.

On the day itself, registration semua smooth. Hantar beg ke dorm, jumpa akak senior sebilik. Masa tu bulan ramadhan. Penat berpuasa, tapi diatasi excited.

Dan, bermulalah orientasi tingkatan 1 yang sungguh mencabar.

Takde pon ragging ape semua tu. Lebih kepada nak train kehidupan berasrama dan hormat menghormati.

Asrama sekarang ni menakutkan lah. Budak-budak making canggih. Warden salah sikit, habis video jadi viral. Aku dulu setakat nangis-nangis ngadu ngan mother je, itupon call pakai public phone. Pastu ayat mother ialah "biasalah tu, duduk asrama". Hujung minggu, bila boleh keluar bandar, aku balik rumah. Hahahaha

Monday, October 7, 2013

On one fine night

I was having a chit chat with mother, right after she came back from work.

Well, there's once in a week that I will be home earlier that her. (elleh, macam kau kerja teruk sangat Aliaa!!)

Me : Ma, my head feels really heavy. It has been like this every night for the past 2 weeks. 

Mother : Are you drinking too much coffee?

Me : I tried to skip coffee for 2 days but this thingy in the head doesn't feel any lighter. If I massage my head, then I will be sendawaring as if there's a huge amount of wind in the head. And this sendawaring business can go on for hours till I fall asleep. Well, as long as I keep on massaging my head, that is. 

Mother : If that makes the headache better, then keep on doing what you're doing.

Me : But I don't know what cause this thingyyyyyyyy (mengada!!!)

Mother : What have you been doing in the office ? 

Me : The usual. Meetings. Marking up student's assignments, tests, quizzes, meetings again. Invigilating the final exams. Meetings.

*thinking*

Me : But I haven't been to the site recently. So no direct sun on the head.(I was thinking the heat from the sun was the culprit).

Mother : You were fine before, even though you went to the site for 20 days straight.

Me : AHAAAAAAA that must be it. I have to go under the heaty sun and get sweating, then this heavy-headed thingy will go away.

Kah kah kah......


There's a say;

Once a surveyor, always a surveyor.

Its the second existing job in the world.

Anybody would like to guess what's the first one?