Wednesday, November 09, 2011

::~96~:: Memories of School Days Pt 1


I just want to say, I really miss my ol' school FRIENDS.

My classmate. The dearest teachers. The Sweet Kakaks Canteen. The pals from neighborhood school. I could not forget 'em all! So, let's hear out some of the stories during my school days... It gonna be long, but i dont mind if you wouldn't love to read this, dont start, or else you gotta read till the last words of this post.. this post would be boring too, after all it just about some sukaness-dan-dukaness of my life. hau hau~ =)

Emm... Okay, first of all is about some introduction of my SMK. To begin with, right after UPSR, i got enter SMKPA, but got transferred to SMKSS (merangkap kepada Sekolah Menengah Kebangsaan Sultan Sulaiman) after 2 months in SMKPA. After that... errrr... enough with the formalities. sounds like 'ayat-kiriman-tak-rasmi-form-3' pulak. Haaa, SMKSS got a total of 11 class including arabic, musical, and normal class..each of them was arrange by letter K, from 1 to 8, and M1 & M2 for musical. Also, had single & special class which is AA, stands for Arabic. But the names was changed on 2002 (why i was in the form 2 i guess):

[~Taken on 2003 near Cameron Highlands, me in the white holding orange bag.~]



Common class = 8 subject. #K1 to #K8
#K1 - Harmoni
#K2 - Ikram
#K3 - Syukur
#K4 - Yakin
#K5 - Dinamik
#K6 - Murni (not sure)
#K7 - Cekal (not sure)
#K8 - Tawakal (not sure)

Musical class = 9 subject, extra musical subject. (not count in PMR)
Arabic class = 9 subject, extra arabic subject. (counted in PMR registration subject)

Flow of my class during SMKSS :

Form 1 - Enter 3 different class. With the help of Paksu Ki a.k.a cable besar bervoltan tinggi kat SMKSS, dapat masuk kelas arab. But not interested being there, so went into musical class. interested with the extra subject, but not with the students (nano-nano=nakal). At last, i was transferred to common class, 1k8.

Form 2 - 2k5.
Form 3 - 3k3 a.k.a 3 Syukur
Form 4 - 4SS 2 month. SS stands for sports science, moved to bio science class 4SB1/4Ikram due to banyak kejadian pelik-pelik berlaku dalam kelas sebelumnya. Eh, kalau korang kenal Manaf Mamat football state player attacker position tuh also from 4SS. Tumpang pames jap! Hot-Hot!

Form 5 - 5sb1 a.k.a 5 Ikram.

Ol' school does have a lot of things to be remembered of. And i couldn't forget the time when i was form 1 till form 5, every of em have different kind of stories. Let's begin with, ehem.. form 1 :

Form 1 :

Transition from Super Senior of primary school to Bulied Junior of Secondary School. yeah, due to of my physical shape of my body just like lelibed (ok, im not sure correct spelling for that so called lady bird or lady bug), so i am frequently being targeted by those friends of mine, a.k.a the bullier.

:waaah:
[~Stop crying, crybaby!~]

Back when primary school, i was the bulier. Got a group of gang searching another smaller students to show some bully-power by a super senior. But like the ol' proverb said what goes around, always comes around. So in form 1, i got bullied not by a gang of students, but by one delinquent student.
:argh:
[~What?u need a punch-kiss, punks?~]

I dont know what his problem with me, but always looking for duel especially during go back from school. He blocked me out from the class by sitting in front of the door, always. And everyday. But sometimes i can got away easily with him (yeah, class do have 2 doors. i use another door to got away, but it do keep me sweating hardly). But on that day, he got another fellow 'take-care' front door, and he sitting at the back door. Dang, i couldnt do a single thing. He's kinda big for me. Not to mention his height. After running here and there in the class, avoiding he from caught me, i do feel exhausted. So i cried. The tears coming out from the eyes, and suddenly my anger is going to popped, so i grasp my fist and running straight to him, jumping and give one punch directly on his cheek. wahahaha!

:sobrakana:
[~yourrrr jerks! Get away from meeee....! Walaa~]

By that, i can running away from him. But, guess what. The story just not ending here, there's moreeee thing happened on the next day. But i saved it as 'history'. =)


Form 2 :

This is where my reputation of "budak cerdik" & "budak-skema" go high. I am not so cerdik at that moment, previously i was from the last class (1k8) from the 8 class.

:please:
[~Walaaa...me budak cerdik. yay. neerddiie am i?~]

Got another 3 more class, 2 musical class and 1 arabic class. Other (1k1 to 1k8) just a normal class with common subject being taught. So, in form 2 i got transfer to 2k5, fifth class after obtaining no. 3 out of 35-38 students. (forget the exact number of the total class size, but it might be around that lah =P).

Form 3 :

Cinta Monyet Time. Yeah yeah, it started right before PMR trial. Having gossip with one gurl, name... FA.. she's very brilliant, nice looking and well known family(anak datok koot). I dont know how it is started, consider it happened almost 10 years already. But i guess it comes from 'mulut-nakal-kawan-kawan' when i was having breakfast with them in 3 Dinamik class, which i from 3Syukur, 2 class upper them.
:blush:
[~More blussseeerrr please, im gonna confess to her!~]

But guess i have many friends in 3 Dinamik, so i went breakfast with them almost everyday. So, the story start when i got locked up in the 3 Dinamik after taking my breakfast in one fine day. Eh, locked up does not mean both of the door were closed, but they (my stupid nakamas) tuh hold me. The conversation is like this la (as i could remembered) :

Me : Wey... lepas laa aku ngek. Aku nak keluarr ni. kelas korang dah nak start.

Nakamas : Ah. Tanak. Jangan harap kiteorang benarkan ko keluar dari kelas ni.. confess dulu.

Me : wtf. ahahaha... malas aku melayan korang. aku nak keluar.

Nakamas : ok. 2 tapak ke depan, putus kawan ngan kiteorang. Confess dulu kat FA, she's waiting you tuh. Pergi duduk depan meja dia, confess.

Me : Bengong. sengal. *$#@!##!. Tanak laaa....

Cikgu masuk, about 10.30pm and class should be start real soon.
Dan masa tuh, ketua kelas bagi salam,

"Assalamualaikum Cikgu"

Aku turut sama, bagi salam kat cikgu diorang merangkap cikgu yang agak rapat dengan aku. Btw, cikgu tuh tak cam aku kat kelas dia (menyorok belakang kawan & depan si FA tu). Dek nak melepaskan diri, aku pun 'terpaksa & memang nak' confess kat budak tuh pun, cuma masa tak kena je... so, pergi menghadap si FA yang tengah duduk atas bangku, aku berada betul-betul di depan meja belajar dia. Then, the confession begin...

Me : FA, sebenarnya saya suka kat awak. (dalam hati kawan2ku sangat bunguks!)

FA : Thanks! (smiling)

Dan aku terus beredar dari kelas tersebut. Ye ye cikgu perasan jugak, tapi die buat selamber jek coz he's also teach my favourite subjects & cikgu tuh agak sengal-lah sikit.. sebab right after he know about my confession to FA, he's always using "Saya suka awak" depan2 aku. Malu okeh!

gelakguling
[~Cilakak, berhenti2 laa gelak oi cik YM smiley!~]

And that was my first confession towards gurl, although it just like jokes, but yeah i means it. Ehem, dont ask about my second confession =P. No ones know. Just me and her at UTM Skudai knows! ahaha! been rejected also i guess. no reply till now. lol!

Ok. Done with part 1. Im gonna saved form 4 & form 5 story under part 2 for tomorrow. Till Then. See ya!

:sweaty:
[~Thanks for reading!~]

p/s : i dont know how the idea of this post was started, but there's someone said to me, "Your face when smiling...looks alike Rusydi Ramli". And for that, i remember the same words my teacher said to me. its really similar. the words, the rhythm of voice and also the expression when she talks to me. aha. Only 5 seconds, but i remember everything since secondary school, created from that words. I miss her, My Form 4 Teacher! A fierce one! Laterrr!~

Ikhlas,
Zaarz Awang.

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Saya tak suka menulis. Tapi saya suka bercerita. Dengan itu tak bermaksud saya suka cakap, saya seorang yang pendiam aje. Tak reti nak cerita pasal 'orang lain', kutuk-mengutuk, fitnah-menfitnah, caci-mencerca bukan style saya. Saya hanya menulis fasal diri saya dan mereka-mereka di sekeliling saya. Semua cerita yang saya karang, merupakan pengalaman istimewa untuk saya. Dengan tambahan rakan-rakan sebagai penyeri, family yang menceriai hidup ini, dan mak ayah sebagai pelengkap hidup, saya rasa hidup saya amat bermakna. Kerna diriku sungguh berharga, auu! Anyway, kalau saya rajin, banyak masalah yang perlu diluahkan, or even ada idea nak sembur-sembur sini, ada lah post baru. tiba time malas? Maaf aja la. Oh ye, saya tak ramai kawan. Cuma ramai peminat aje, hotttt kan saya? Hidup & diri saya simple. Dan Alhamdulillah dengan kesimple-lan itu, saya jadi diri saya yang sebenar-benarnya. Terima Kasih buat kengkawan yang bakal mahupun pernah bergelar kawan saya. Anyway, hontouni arigatou kerana singgah sini.. =)
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