Say Whuuuut?

New year, new look? Hahaha probably yes! I decided to change my spectacles after almost three years with the old one. The old spectacles was dying anyway. I was playing basketball the other day and the ball bounced right on my face and hit my spectacles (the idiot me forgot to wear contact lenses). Yada yada yada   I made a new pair of spectacles end of story.

I don't really like changes ugh. After this I'm expecting a lot of reactions from the people around me. Arghhh can everyone just pretend like nothing happened cause ummm...I'm still me yay.

Anyway, I wasn't alone! Mama made a new one too. Hehe.

#teamspekbaru

PS : I wasn't going for a hipster look okay don't judge.

Unexpected

So the story is, I wrote this piece within 15 minutes because I've been procrastinating it for too long (I was watching a Korean drama that time don't judge). Actually, I don't have to write it, it's optional, but me being me yeaaaah it's kinda complicated. Haha. It's not the best I've written but when I read it back, it means a lot to me.

UNEXPECTED

By Nabihah Wan Nordin

When you leave high school, which includes the best of friends you have made in life, you thought there will be no more friends better than these people. I was wrong. When I first step in Kolej Yayasan UEM, I set my mind for this place to be just another pit-stop before I fly off to UK to further my studies. Do not make new friends, do not make your life busy, just go to class on weekdays, go home during the weekends, score your examinations and off we go to the university. I was wrong, again. Make yourself invisible, only talk when needed, avoid joining events and focus on your studies, ONLY. And again, I was wrong, about myself.

Everything I planned to do was everything that I did not do. I have no idea how I got here, but I am currently the Female House Captain for the House of Glory, Sapphire. I do not know what changed me, but now I have a strong sense of belonging to KY. The thought that I only have a few months left here is killing me.

I started off debating for Sapphire as a junior because there was no one else. I joined the costume team for Bangsawan because I thought my senior could actually use some help even though I am pretty much helpless in sewing. I played table tennis for my house because my house captain said I was her only hope. I emcee-d the formal assembly twice because my house captains were desperate for it was a short notice. I became the co-director for my house trip because a friend of mine, who was the director, personally asked me if I would be his right hand man. I am actually doing every single thing that I do not want to do.

I have to admit, I was very judgemental when I first came to KY. These people here are either too smart or too rich that I do not deserve to be friends with anyone. I was wrong! The friends I have made here are the loveliest people ever! At the walkway, people nudge at you every time. At the dining hall, you have meals with different sets of people. In class, your friends help you when you are lost. At the field, you play with a team that you do not even know your teammates. In the chalet, you fool around with your chalet mates like there is no tomorrow. Briefly, every single second spend in KY is truly a blessing. An unexpected blessing that is.

Living in KY, the students are definitely isolated in the middle of nowhere. That is the main reason why we see the same faces every day. It may sounds pretty boring and ridiculous at one point, but you actually will not mind it. Even funny when it is the holidays and we still see the same faces! Yes, my KY friends, again. We got so attached that clingy is the most preferred term to define it. KlingY to be exact. There were no boundary between seniors and juniors, we are treated equally. I had amazing seniors and when they left, my batch has to agree with me on this, I felt so empty. Then, came the juniors, who are truly remarkable. I am out of words to explain this but living in KY completes me. I really cannot believe that I actually refer this bunch of strangers as family. You know why? Not because I feel it, but because I know that I belong here.

I cannot thank God enough for bringing me here, a place where I belong. To the teachers and support staff, thank you for your contributions to ensure my studies is excellent and my stay here is comfortable. To the seniors, thank you for guiding us, the juniors to maximise our time in KY before it ends. To the juniors, thank you for supporting us and for making us feel like we are good examples for all of you. To my batch mates, the 15.0s, I would have never asked for a better batch because we rise and we fall together. To my dear Sapphire house members (Spideys), all of you are the best team I have ever worked with and I will definitely cherish each and every one of you. Last but not least, my beloved chalet mates of L-41, the first group of people I live with other than my family, you girls are the best thing that happened to me in KY.

I have no idea what I have done to deserve all this but I am deeply grateful. Thank You, God. Alhamdulillah.

PS : After reading it back, I noticed some errors but oh well that's the original copy.

People I Miss

Without a doubt, these people are the ones whom I've been missing the most. 

My high school best friends.

Ever since we left high school, it was very hard to get everyone together in the same place.

 Almost impossible.

It was a pretty drastic change for me. From daily 'lepak' session to what, yearly meet up?

Everyone is in different paths right now, inshaAllah heading to a better future. 

But once in awhile, we take a look back and rekindle the great memories we had back in high school.

Ah, such fun!

Our new year conversation on Whatsapp last night was everything that I need.

So much joy. I really missed them all.

I just..I really miss them.

2013

It's the final hours of 2013.

I don't really have much to say. I mean, come on, you really can't summarize the whole year in one post, can't you? Well, I'm pretty sure I can't.

Obviously, a lot of things changed, as always. No surprise there. We learned new things, we met new people, we experience different journeys. But at the end of the day, it's all in Allah's hands.

So what should I do?

I can't really answer that question. Allah knows best.

For the time being, let's just pray that exactly in one year time, we'll still here breathing. InshaAllah.

Sate Ikan

So, last Thursday, my sister and I went to the pasar malam to buy some food. As usual, we would only go to this specific row that has everything that we want ie. Yong Tau Fu, air limau asam boi, corn in cup, jagung rebus. We were ready to leave when at the end of the row we saw a sate galore! A sate stall that sells sate ayam and sate daging at a very cheap price. 40 cents per stick only! But.....

 Look what we found right next to the sate stall!!! YESSS SATE IKAN IT IS!!

I would personally say that sate ikan is Malaysia's very own street snack! You know like how Shihlin sells Taiwan's, then sate ikan is ours la! #MalaysiaFoodPorn gituuuu. Hahahaha.

Anyway, that's not the main story here. You see that abang up there? Yeap, the one selling the sate ikan. Let me tell you the story now.

So, the sate ikan is 20 cents per stick. So cheap right! My sister decided to buy 6 ringgit worth of sate ikan. Yeah do the calculation, it's 30 sticks. It was quite a queue in front of us but it's okay, we waited. I was watching every step the abang did to prepare the sate ikan. Honestly, it didn't look that hard but of course, a set of repeated movements. Definitely requires a lot of effort! But the abang looked so calm even though more orders are coming in and he's working alone okay! It wasn't even a stall, it's just a motorcycle! He grilled 5 sticks at one time, turn the sticks around so that all sides is evenly cooked, if it's overburned he'll throw it away and start again. Me and my sister were so focused, we observed the abang very closely.

Well, this is my personal observation lah. The abang was sweating, he looked tired but he never stops. Getting his orders, turning the sate(s) around the grill, dipping the grilled sate(s)  in the sauce, packing it. No doubt, he was multitasking and definitely working hard. I can't help but wondering (lama okay tunggu) who's he's working hard for, probably for his family. There was quite a lot of scenarios in my mind (buy school clothes and books for the kids, buy groceries for the wife etc). I probably watch too much Malay dramas this holiday but hey come on it could be true right? Okay so back to the story. Every now and then, he'll say to my sister, "Kejap ye kak" We were like "Eh takpe takpe". I don't know how to explain it, but he seems so sincere. He doesn't look like the kind of sellers who are veryyyy talkative, something like less words, more action.

Our order is finally ready, 30 sticks of the delicious sate ikan! My sister handed in a 10 ringgit note and she got her balance. We were walking back to the car when my sister and I had this conversation:

Me : Aku rasa sate ikan tu patut lebih mahal doh. 20 sen je tapi nak buat kemain susah.

Sister : Tu lahh. Dah lah lama nak buat, leceh.

Me : Satu satu dia pusing. Kesian pulak kat abang tu, penat-penat dapat 6 ringgit je.

I really wish that he was paid more than just that. I mean come on, 6 ringgit? You can't even get a cup of plain black tea in a cafe but we got 30 sticks of sate ikan! Delicious ones, that is.

I learned that I should be more grateful. Looking at how hard the abang works for 6 ringgit, it really opens up my mind. I could easily waste 6 ringgit on something useless when he works damn hard for it. Wow. Really, just the thought of it makes me cringe.

Bersyukur Bihah, bersyukur. Alhamdulillah.

Alhamdulillah also for this delicious sate ikan! (gone down the tummy in approximately 3 seconds!)

PS : Reminiscing back during the housetrip when a friend of mine (I think it was Shahir) treat 10 of us with 1 ringgit sate ikan each! Good times :)