Tadaima! I'm home! Missed my room, my bed, my bantal busuk... =p 5 weeks livin' the hostel life were like a year! How can I survive for another 2 years?? DX Baru 2 minggu kat situ dah demam selsema. Huh, konon nak merasa tinggal kat asrama, merungut pulak aku... Bukannya apa, hostel life seemed fun when Ayah told me about his back then. Hakikatnya, kontra ya amat! There's rules everywhere I go. Cara susun baju dalam almari pun ada peraturan. Betapa hidupku diselubungi peraturan... Kat situ, akak2 BADAR sangat strict pasal aurat. Tang tu aku tak kisah sangat. Tapi yang paling aku tak suka, late bedtime and early rise. Early as in 5 a.m. Akak BADAR pulak akan jadi siren tiap2 pagi. During my first night, aku fikir jugak, akak2 ni takde keje lain ke jerit2 pagi2 buta?
Bilik asrama pulak taklah segah nama maktab ni. Katil dan almari yang antik yakni berkopak-kopak, tilam yang sangat "empuk" dll... Tak nak la kutuk maktab sendiri. Bilik aku jugak tu. Selesa la, 1 bilik 4 orang. Everyone has their own personal space.
But, the best things about MRSM TGB are my roommates and classmates. Sporting and happening-lah senang cerita. Tapi nasib aku "baik" la tahun ni, Faiz is once again my classmate. Budak2 kelas aku panggil dia bapak. Haha...memang jodoh dia dengan panggilan bapak... And once again, I'm the AJK Keceriaan. Hehe...hancur la kelas tu nanti. Btw, aku kelas 415, aka 4O. Nama kelas guna nombor/huruf je, yela kelas ada 18, kering otak nak fikir nama kelas. Fortunately, the teachers didn't have drowsiness aura, except for my Maths teacher. He reminds me of my Form 2 Sejarah teacher. In class, I'm sitting between Alyani and Afiqah (Fiqa, your long lost twin? Muka pun lebih kurang je...). In front of me are 3 funny yet annoying gents, Luqman, Afnan and Afiq.
Homework? Loads! Sehari takde homework tak sah. Sampai kalau hari tu takde homework, aku akan rasa gelisah sebab maybe ada tapi tak ingat or something's wrong with the teacher. In MRSM, not having homework is not normal. Presentations? In 1 week, there's at least 3 presentations. Hah, ambik kau. Nak sangat duduk asrama. But then, it's a good practice for self-esteem boosting. I can feel that I'm better at speaking in public. Yeay me!
Orientation week
This week was fun+boring. The boring part is when the HEP, BKPs and the counsellors gave their speeches, welcome wish, blah, blah, blah... Btw, BKP stands for Badan Kepimpinan Pelajar which have 5 units, Badan Wakil Pelajar, Lembaga Disiplin Pelajar (more like prefects), Badan Dakwah dan Rohaniah aka BADAR, English Motivation Committee and Pembimbing Rakan Sebaya. Anyway, ex-Georgian Muhzani and lagi sorang tak tau nama dia are one of the EMC and PRS tau. =D (cricket sound) Did I just bore you?
Ok, moving on to the fun part. On the 3rd night, the BWPs arrange a game. The story goes like this. During the semester break, a staff was murdred and the BWPs were the suspects sebab diorang je yang tinggal kat maktab untuk program kepimpinan. So, each class have to investigate and find out the suspect, the crime scene and the object used to murder. List of suspects, crime scene and objects were given. Setiap crime scene ada BWP yang jaga dan kitorang kena tanya kat BWP tu sampai la dapat jawapan yang betul. Yang kelakarnya, masa kelas aku pergi kat bilik dobi, ada group of abang lepak2 kat situ. Kitorang nak pergi tanya, pastu tetiba je abang tu bagi jawapan. Kitorang tak percaya sangat sebab takkan senang2 je die bagi jawapan. Tapi masa tu kitorang dah putus asa nak teruskan, so kitorang balik ke dewan nak beritau jawapan. Tengok2 betul jawapan tu... Haha, mati2 kitorang ingat abang tu tipu. So, my class was declared as TGB's Young Detective. Free2 je dapat. XD
That's all for now. Banyak lagi nak cite ni, tapi nanti panjang2 sangat korang tak baca lak.
Till then. =)
