Sum Dum Hums

tell me dis..

was bp ever on the malaysian map?

coz it feels weird when ppl ask;

:dulu sekolah mane?

:mrsm (to tkcians,stf gals,any sekolah2 centennial atau yg berprestij2 nih, i’ll add jerr..)

:mrsm mane?

:(sengih..) mrsm balik pulau

:mrsm mane??

:balik pulau. PENANG

its always having to add penang at the back. balik pulau penang. balik pulau penang. kalo mls nak explain sum would just assume its batu pahat. batu pahat is bpj daaaa..batu pahat johorrr…

mayb sum ppl dun even realise there’s an mrsm kat penang. in a place named balik pulau. as i watch my karnival sukan mrsm zon utara 2003 vcd, ade lah tonton dua ekor makhluk ni..sorg nama sentul sorg name kuchai..u guys knoe who u r..hoki players loitering around doin nothing coz they lost their match (kot?)..they were tellin the camera..bp buah pala..they were acting like they were drunk from their glucose drinks..aderla tuh dak mrsm len wat lawak bodo..ader ker bp buah pala! buah pala tak wujud pun kat bp okayh! bp…MY BELOVED BP..is famous for its durian, ho yeargh~ ho yeargh~! every year must hav pesta durian when guys wont go to prep instead diorg gi kopek durian yg berbakul2 tuh..for the whole school to enjoy waaaahh! i wish i knew how to work a parang..then i’ll go sembelih sum durians myself..i believe sum guys must hav pgi sendiri masuk hutan blakang maktab n kutip the durians themselves…we, a few gurls of 5C ourselves pnah ponteng kuliyah jumaat and sneeked into that dusun a.k.a kebun a.k.a hutan..us with our kain kurung panjat the pagar kerepot huhu..kitorg curik one cempedak..or wus it a nangka? (pakar2 pertanian plz tell me the differences) well the fruit terkejut kot and it remained macam tuuhh jerr kat blakang klas. tak masak tak hapa..dok tercanguk jd silent witness gelagat 5C for the rest of the year..

balik pulau quite recently became famous..for a short while jerla..for wut? for academic purposes?? oh bkan..mana mungkin..balik pulau due to the 26th of december earthquake in acheh was struck by the tsunami..i dunno how bad, how devastating, but i knew that ppl died..at pasir panjang! tpoo ar kalo korg tak ingt..that beach kitorg spent hours just walkin the route to get there, spent mayb half an hour playin stupid teka-teki and panggang diri in the hot sun then walk for hours more to get back home.pasir panjang..the pantai we saw as so innocent and so dull..penangites were having picnics on the beautiful sunday morning..tsunami dtg..n swept ppl away..fuh..

wouldve been sumthin to actually be there on pasir pjg dat day..

i cant change the fact dat ppl just dont n wont wanna get to know balik pulau. hey, i mase dpt surat tawaran mrsm pun was clueless about the place maa. i was like, where in the world??? my father originally x kasik pgi coz it was balik pulau..not taiping..not jasin..

only us few ex mrsmbps had the opportunity to experience balik pulau..tell me u guys, wasnt those 2 years the best?? so dont break the bonds ppl..n promote bp.. centre of excellence hehe..

i dedicate this to all my beloved frens, of mrsm balik pulau batch 02/03. i miss u guys so much. i really mean it. kawen, tunang, *hekz* reunion, jgn luper jemput yah!

actually i was sunbathing in Sikamat.

haha no lah.

i wasnt sunbathing anywhere! im gelap enough n i dun hav time to tenyeh ponds on my face. Sikamat is sumwhere in Seremban is it? Sumwhere near kot. and wut the heck was i doin in Sikamat? hmph. I, Shakirah Dzulkifli, am jakun enough to admit that i went to visit tkc today!! yeay~! i tman my mum for her tkc batch of 73 reunion. and i stuck out like stupid among 30 makciks.

i actually enjoyed the tkc weekend. a makcik even ngorat i to be her menantu. ahax! watching them thru out lunch at the hotel, sumthing about these tkc OGs struck me. they were really Hu Ha! HU-to-the-HA! they act like they wouldve acted 32 years ago - like crazy teenagers! they were laughing n screaming n jumping like they werent mak orgs u knoe? these aunties were 50 years old! another thing, even though they were from 4 different classes, they were really tight. i mean really really tight. now, i know from experience that different classes r not suppose to b ‘tight’. everybody knew everybody. everybody liked everybody. n if they did argue, theyd argue like they loved u. n they really did luv each other.

seeing them so united made me wanna cry. they sang sad old songs n remembered friends who had passed away. i could only hope that me n my bp frenz would survive what is now our 2nd year as ex mrsmbps. haha. u think u can survive 30 more years? would u all stil go thru anything to jejak balik tanah balik pulau? hmh.ive already failed twice. soriii u guys. im commited to class on tuesday. cant go to reunion. anybody ex bps reading, kirim my slm ok? i would luv to go, spend a day with my beloved maktab, but cannot la. sorie..

upon arrival me wit my camera salam2 dak2 tkc nih, kena welcome masuk their old dewan, stil preserved since the 60s, 70s? sat 1st in the front row (malu gile,im just the daughter man!!) n acted like i WAS from tkc. gurls around thought i was stil in secondary school. cet. i knoe i look young but im not exactly pendek u knoe. after much bla bla we pgi mkn lunch kat mess hall. we all ate lunch from a tkc tray..huhu..(jakun..jakun..)

i had to entertain a few gurls stil thinking i was younger than they were. tsk tsk tsk. so hard earning respect from tkc gurls. and everything had to b explained in english plak tuh. they were so ready to degrade me with each n every question. hah! tau malu. im heading for U lah! im not form4 form5 la! i pon pnah dok asrama la! u think i gilerkn sgt ur metal trays??!!

breathe in~ breathe out~ fuh…~

went on to play miss photographer for the rest of the day. lawat asrama. lawat kelas. lawat surau. lawat pdg netball!! n there was a dungeon blakang their dewan. spooky..dungeon simpan stage clothes my mom said. was my mom’s study port back then. all quiet n haunted. didnt get to lawat that though.

tkcians r not necesarrily snobs. n if they are, theyre more friendly than they r snobbish. most of them for that matter. 1 more thing i jakun, tkcians r like aliens man! everything has been successfully preserved from the 60s. everything is clean, everbody is perfect. everything organized. pelik gilerr.

end of visit,everybody exchanged hugs n kisses,infos n contact numbers. having no one to kiss n not wanting any kisses from any of these makciks, i went to sit down in the dewan. dewan budiman yah? yah? found myself a pen n did sum vandalisme. har har har. 1st of the millenium i hope. i made history in tkc woohoo! wrote on the clean white wall;

SHAK BP 02/03

poyo gilerr. ppl seeing that r gonna think i was born in balik pulau or something. shak sold bp petrol mayb? aih silap arr. n shouldve wrote 87 or 05 kan?

oih ppl! remind me to be Hu Ha when im 50!