Tujuh Perempuan dan Satu Jantan

Untuk semestar ini, saya tidak lagi menghuni Imarah 20. Selamat tinggal wahai bawwabah yang sering bermasalah, reception yang meringat peluh saya serta sutuh yang pastinya saya rindui. Juga semoga tidak dibuli saya ucapkan kepada ketua imarah yang baru, Maryam.

Ahli rumah juga dah berubah. Kami berlapan sekarang; Kak Bihah, Kak Insyirah, Nadh, Raja, Hanan, Nisa, dan saya yang sebilik dengan Yuuno.

Nama rumah kami Villa Raihan. Nama panjang Raihany.

Bilik saya agak besar. Lebih kurang atau besar sedikit daripada bilik kecil di Imarah. Memandangkan tiada antara kami yang suka berbual-bual kosong, maka seringkali saya berhadapan dengan kesunyian diselangi bunyi jam, kipas dan Yuuno bergerak-gerak.

Itu pun jika dia bergerak. Yang biasanya dibuat lewat tengah malam mahupun awal gile pagi. Apa punya raksasa batu...

Mungkin disebabkan saya kurang menghargai teman sebilik yang lalu, maka kali ini dihukum tiada teman sebilik. Maafkan saya, Arachi.

Rumah ini juga sudah dilengkapi dengan talian telefon. Sedikit malang ianya bermasalah, maka talian internet tidak boleh dipasang lagi. Ini menyebabkan kesukaran di pihak saya untuk online, maka banyak lah kerja yang tertangguh.

Kepada warga SMI Aman, ana minta maaf. Sila berusaha bersungguh-sungguh memeriahkan laman sekolah.

Kepada senior PRISMA, ana tertinggal draf kertas kerja dekat Malaysia. Haha, maaf :P I'll redraft and send it to you guys before the meeting.

Argh, lapar la pulak.

Kepada Kak Fathy, maaf sebab tak siapkan berita spekulasi bajet Gema Aidilfitri. Ditambah pula dengan faktor saya sudah pun menghabiskan menonton trilogi Pirates of the Carribeans dan James Bond lakonan Daniel Craig, maka saya sudah tidak bersemangat untuk menghadap komputer.

Skrol atas jap.

Banyak gile perkataan 'maka'.

Jika kalian ada masa, datanglah melawat. Sila bawak jus mangga bersama.

Untuk pengetahuan orang yang ingin tahu, 2-4 Disember ni insya-Allah saya bercadang ke London sempena cuti Eid Adha.

5hb dah mula kelas. Hebat kan? Sila doakan, ye.

Kempen Sayangi Haiwan

"I'm not stingy, okay? If you want it, just say so. Don't nibble your way into. You understand me?"

They continued running around.

"But, of course I will never share my keropok with you. What makes you think I'm that kind?"

She picked up the piece of keropok and shook them of it. They ran futilely for their life. The evil dictator pressed them flatly on the cold tile.

One unfortunately ventured onto her hand. Lethal mistake. She frowned.

"And don't crawl on me, creep. It's annoying." She accentuated by squeezing the poor soul into oblivion.

"My bed is totally off-limit. If I see any of you on it, that will be the last of you. Mark my word."

The running continued hecticly.

"Good. I'm glad we've reach an agreement."

She picked herself up and grabbed her beloved can of Baygon. Hoisted it readily.

"Goodbye."

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The mad spraying of Baygon continued. Helpless ants ran wildly for cover.

p/s: Cruelty is necessary. I am particularly allergic to their painful bites.

Away We Fray

Angst is a genre never to be ventured into. It destroys any remnants of good mood, induces tear, promotes break down and wrenches poor fragile heart.

Needless to say, it is not for the faint-hearted.

As sunny as I am, I always stay true to my nature of never ever read anything of angsty material. Especially the ones written by the ever excellent Firefly.

So how come I'm relistening and relistening to this piece? Even to the point of looping this song only?

It reminds me of failures and how deep the effects run when you neglect your responsibilities.

The hopes that will pummel hard on earth. The many hearts you will break.

Ironically, it forces me to force myself better.

3rd Oct: Had I Known How To

Yesterday.

Was pissed off by imarah's main door, seniors and subsequently lashed out on innocent juniors.

The so-not-innocent juniors, whoever, were safely hidden from the wrath of co-owner of Baitun Nuha and acting Ketua Imarah.

Wonder if seniors were ever pissed off by me.

Well, yeah... there was this one time. Oh, and remember when I had to... Not to mention that time when I got lost...

Okay, we're even.

Was soon calmed by the presence of a God-sent calm senior who seemed to be in a chirpy holiday spirit.

Human and their moods.

Took advantage of it by asking for help :P Was replied with a smiley invitation to bother and Raya greetings.

Was I not informed of his marriage? Allah bless him.

Today.

Went to Dokki. Fortunately, didn't take the wrong train this time.

Took my number and was ushered to sit by this kind man. Waited for an hour. Dozed off thrice.

I curse my inability to ask for help.

Went back to the house and was dead on the bed.

Was soon awoken due to the eerie silence. The room... it's too big for just me and Yuuno. Perhaps I should buy two oversized plushies.

One the shape of a crocodile, and the other one of a tiger. Yeah.

Dozing off.

Suddenly, Life by Yui rang. Jolted.

Argh! Ape ni?? Mane boleh call orang lepas 9 malam!

Looked at the caller ID. The time was 2034 hour.

Sighed. Answered it. This better be good.

Dozing... trying to...

Life by Yui rang again.

I should put up a working hour sign. Sighed.

Slumped back. A few minutes. Five, four, three, two, one...

Life by Yui rang again.

The next day.

Class commenced.

Dashed to the bank. Was really drained. Could barely pay for my books.

Id3ilna.

The day after that.

Allah help me with Physiology.

Don't ask for things to be easier. Ask for yourself to be better.

Don't give excuses to be weak.

Am I being too hard? Nope. No. It's normalcy.

And people asked why I'd rather do things on my own. A hipocrite against my own words.

I guess that's personal.

Owed Dijoh a great deal. Please hug her when you see her.

Today was penurunan takhta, as Yuuno calls it. Tomorrow will be the day to save a life.

Be safe, everyone.