Salam,
On the 50th Merdeka celebration of my beloved Malaysia, one of my closest friend in MRSM KKB, Firdaus or better known as Buchuk (meaning smelly but seriously he’s not smelly) returned home from his university in Germany where he studies engineering. Coincidentally many of my ex-schoolmates whom study overseas returned home to Malaysia since they were on holidays.
Buchuk in red, Zaid in blue
Buchuk as many known as the leader who likes to initiate and execute the ideas in having a reunion among us invited a few of his close friends to his home for a dinner. As for me, meeting my old schoolmates always gives me this nervous feeling like “ Hey I am not so close with this group or that group.” and “ Hmm I don’t think it’s a good idea to go and join them, I bet I’ll be stunned in silence.” because for those who know me, actually I am only kind of outspoken and friendly when the situation requires me to do so. I am not naturally super bubbly or outgoing, I am more of the quiet type I must admit ( though this fact would not be agreed by those who are super close to me).
Buchuk as many known as the leader who likes to initiate and execute the ideas in having a reunion among us invited a few of his close friends to his home for a dinner. As for me, meeting my old schoolmates always gives me this nervous feeling like “ Hey I am not so close with this group or that group.” and “ Hmm I don’t think it’s a good idea to go and join them, I bet I’ll be stunned in silence.” because for those who know me, actually I am only kind of outspoken and friendly when the situation requires me to do so. I am not naturally super bubbly or outgoing, I am more of the quiet type I must admit ( though this fact would not be agreed by those who are super close to me).
However since I really was fond of Buchuk like my own brother ( he helped me A LOT in so many ways in high school, especially to be my mentor in Add Maths which disappointingly for him I guess I was always too dumb to make it :p ) and I am close with his amazingly adorable and funny girlfriend whom I regard as my younger sister Nazifah aka Cipi. Yes in boarding schools, you could never escape having your own nickname which are not even desirable to you, awarded by your friends. It is pretty astonishing I figure to actually inquire the roots of how all these nicknames ever existed at the first place anyway. The ‘smartest’ nickname I guess was Jamal’s ‘J. Lo’. It seriously has nothing to do with Jennifer Lopez if you might think that he was a fan, but he attained it because his name is Jamal, and he was a leader in the boys’ hostel so by 11pm he would call out to all the students “Lights Off! Lights Off!” Yup couldn’t be any weirder :p
Ok coming back to the dinner (please forgive my wandering thoughts which control my fingers in typing) it was pretty nice actually. I mean there was Hidayah coming back from Ireland where she studies Medicine obviously, Zubaidah (Che Bedah.. hehe coming to think of it Bedah in Malay means Operate.. it’s like a coincident that she is learning Medicine as well, and man by this point when I met her, she has involved in the birth of 4 babies already in the O.R.. awesome..kind of like me Suraya aka Sue .. thus I am doing laws to sue people I guess :p ), Amy and some other boys like Faiq and Zaid. Ok Faiq has like this creepy sense of humour where once in school I was so unfortunate to be in the same Chemistry group with him, Omar and Afifi, Omar and him was teasing me in a more bullying way till I cried, while Afifi who was laughing along the way got nervous when I cried just left the place. Coming to thing back, living in a boarding school is the best growing experience for me, everybody was your brother and sister be it in a good or the most annoying way, still it would be the best.
Alright, at the dinner, it was nice to meet them even though it was a small gathering. Buchuk’s close relatives were also there and there were also very warm and friendly. They prepared typical but tasty Malaysian delicacies like fried rice, curry noodles, roti jala, fried chicken and some kuih-muih (Malay cakes). The boys could not believe that the red-headed girl with me was my sister, because before this they always saw her as a little girl but now she’s all grown up. Buchuk’s relatives on the other hand were interested about my make-up work so I got all heated up in explaining to them. :p
Such a dark pic.. nways from left are Oh my i forgot neither his name nor nickname..btw he has a one of a kind nickname as well, then Buchuk, me, Zaid, Faiq.
When the night ended, I was glad to be there and I couldn’t wait to join them and more kids from school the next day for a BBQ picnic at Sungai Kedondong nearby Ulu Yam; which is coincidentally nearby to our school in the small town of Kuala Kubu Bharu. Again I was indecisive to meet more kids from school, still I had a good feeling insya Allah I would have a good time there. Just wait for my update in The REAL CurHat Sue! =)
When the night ended, I was glad to be there and I couldn’t wait to join them and more kids from school the next day for a BBQ picnic at Sungai Kedondong nearby Ulu Yam; which is coincidentally nearby to our school in the small town of Kuala Kubu Bharu. Again I was indecisive to meet more kids from school, still I had a good feeling insya Allah I would have a good time there. Just wait for my update in The REAL CurHat Sue! =)