yesterday my best friend wrote a blog about me and our friendship. i was... stunt, amazed and honestly shocked to see how much she remembers. i mean not to say that i dont remember but... she remembers to the details, such wat dress was i wearing the first time she met me, u know, things like dat.
now lemme tell u guys my part of the story. looking back at those time in college, me n achik (the name i call her) seemed to be very different. she's very nice and soft-spoken, but i was bold and stubborn. when she's hurt, she keep it to herself, but not me, i can go to confront the person who mess wit me and ask her 'wat's ur problem?' but all in all, we're so much the same, we're both very sensitive people, we're both very comitted to our werk, we're both very active in the student board, we're both crazee bout hritik roshan back in those days he he... the list goes on.
achik luvs drawing. i remember she has this sketch book full with drawings... and she loves cats. so the sketch book was full with cat drawings he he...
i can say it's because of her i achieved so many things in college. because of her i was one of the student board's head bereau. she helped and supported me a lot. in fact she made me important. if it's weren't for her, i wouldn't even know who those popular leaders are. she's amazingly rajin whether in college activities or in studies.
we were together in almost everything accept we're not in d same class. wit my bike, together we rode through the roads of tmn u and UTM, searching for nice food, hamster food, polysterine, manila cards, photostating programme flyers, pelaka for banners... she still remembers my favourite food. remember those murtabak achik? we will try everybody's murtabak till we found the nicest one and promote to everybody in our block. kak wan n kak mar will always, budak dua orang ni... budak dua orang ni... hahah.
i was the head of Biro IT in college and achik was my assistant. i remembered one hari raya programme we handled was playing dedications for hari raya songs. we were the DJ. we played during sundays some people was so mad cus some of the hostels' speaker were pre-tuned loud, he he. and during that programme i lost one of my favourite CDs along with my beloved cd player which i bought with my first salary during my after-skool-waitin-for-spm-result work. another programme i handled was a programme achik mentioned in her blog. program tu nama dia operasi zang toi tah aku bg nama aku yg lupa diorang kena main chess n the chess-men are themselves with one leader to instruct. haa before harry porter kluar kat tv aku dah buat dulu jgn main main. but before diorang main chess they had to dress up their chess man pakai newspaper kah kah padan muka. best jadik director programme. u get to 'bully' people in our on way, it feels good to see our 'bosses' HAD to do wat WE told em to kikik.
and i remembered at one time my fellow team members failed me during the sambutan hari raya programme. we had to do promotion for our hari raya programme but everytime there's a meeting, only few of the members came. when we called all team members to do some banners and stuff, only 2-3 ppl showed up. i was so sad and i thought my team members hated me or i distributed the work wrongly. i end up doing the banner alone wit achik. i didnt go to class because i was in a hurry to finish my werk i was too afraid it wont be ready in time i just ask my for my classmate's notes to copy. i depended on nescafe n coke for days to keep me awake. i only slept 2-3 hrs a day until programme day. and who else was there but achik.
achik will always be my advisor. when i do sumthing wrong she'll say, tak baik jaja buat camtu. when i go overboard with my activities, she'll go, janganla sampai tak ingat pegi kelas ja oiiii... kikik. when somebody tells bad things bout me she'll be mad at that person as well eventhough it has nuthing to do wit her. i remembered when there was some bad rumours about me she stood up for me and tell me to ignore those people she said they're just jealous because i haf all d skills and d good position in college. because of her i never neglect my prayer in college, not because i was afraid of her, but she made me realise, who i am, if it weren't for Him, i wouldnt even be alive.
but there was one time when i really gave up... i got so tired with hostel life and decided to rent a house outside college. achik was busy with her practical, so i became bored wit the hustle n bustle of hostel life. and my stupid ex bf added to those factor and that was the starting point of d failure of my studies. i should've listen to achik, i should've stayed in d hostel, but i didnt. i ran from that life which could've saved my degree. i just gave up. so i end up only having normal diploma sumwhere else instead of having a degree from UTM. that's how important achik is.
another part which strengthen our friendship bond is.. remember i talked bout my bike accidents? well during one of that accident, my handphone accidentally dialled her phone number and coincidently the whole accident was recorded in her voicemail. ironic. that my friend, is what you call fate. it's fate that we're friends, it's fate that we're so close, it's fate that eventhough she isn't there to witness the accident, but God wanted her to listen to the stormy situation when some kind people lift me up from the road and helped me get a taxi to hospital, while i nearly blacked out. and it's still fresh in my memory how she cried when she handed me the phone to listen to the voicemail. she looks so sad, it's as though i was her own sister. i told her to calm down and said it's just a minor accident (oh yeah right i was fooling even myself) but she kept on crying until my mom finally arrived from KL to bring me home. since we're in this topic i would really love to thank Ayie, my head student board (who's also a father now), abg farouq, abg man, ebnu, farid, ihsan and everybody who helped me, brought back my bike to college, picked me up from hospital... waited until the doctor finally diagnosed me the moment they heard about the accident. to tipah (she's wit me in d accident and she blacked out maybe her head hit sumthing) till today i am so sorry and regret the decision to go to Holiday Plaza to buy programme's souvenirs that day. we could have gone to Perak instead we were caught up with the accident. and all i could do is read about the programme in college's newspaper, after all those hard work... *sigh*
there's so much more about achik n me that i haven't write. i do remember those things u said in ur blog achik. i can't believe u remembered my pink bunga bunga kecik baju kurung kain kapas the 1st time we met. and i'll always cherish the times we had and our special friendship. and now we haf rina to add to our list of friends kikikikik. thank U God for letting us meet each other. amen.
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