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haha macam tajuk karangan zaman dulu-dulu. walaupun tiga perkataan sahaja tapi tetap ada kesalahan tatabahasa. result SPM Atiq, 8 A 1 B. B Bahasa Melayu. Cikgu Bahasa Melayu Atiq jerit kat Atiq lepas Atiq keluar dari office MRSMPC ambik slip exam, die kate 'HA, TENGKU! ANAK KELING BETOL, ENGLISH 1119 DAPAT A, BAHASA MELAYU DAPAT B!!! KALAU BUKAN SEBAB AWAK, 100% ANAK MURID SAYA DAPAT A TAU!!!'

walaupun cikgu tu bagi statement berbaur racist, tapi die tetap antara cikgu yang Atiq suka. die jerit kat Atiq sambil sengih-sengih, bukan betul-betul. kalau dalam kelas, Atiq selalu kena halau sebab tidur. Atiq tidur masa semua subjek tak kira tahap kegarangan cikgu tu macam mana. kecuali masa BM, sebab Atiq suka cikgu Noraini. tapi akhirnya BM yang dapat B. Allah yang tentukan.

masa Atiq kat mrsm, Atiq low profile. cewah tipu. Atiq poyo dan dibenci ramai. hahahaha...tak tak tak. entahla. anyway, Atiq tringat satu cerita ni...cam nak record in my blog. it's going to be long, you can stop reading now if you want to :]

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Latar Tempat : Maktab Rendah Sains MARA Pengkalan Chepa. Kelantan, Malaysia.
Latar Masa : Tahun 2003, Minggu Orientasi...kot. tak ingat.

I was part of Adibah's Public Relation's Bureau when I was in PC. It was Orientation Week for the juniors, and each Bureau in the Student Body had a slot to fill with an activity. I was the mastermind for the game in our slot, so I had to run around the school as the juniors played it, making sure everything is running as planned. I was walking with a couple of my friends when I saw a group of juniors walking towards us, one of them was talking on a handphone.

Now, to be clear. I was not a poyo senior. To be honest, I was always the type who don't take too much notice about my juniors. Don't know them, don't care about them...in all the schools I went to. I hated the seniority that exists in mrsms, it was just ridiculous. It's just a one year gap, they should all just chill.

When I walked past that junior, I said (sarcastically);

'eh..selamba nye guna handphone in public.'

Jeling manja sikit. Saja je...poyo sekali sekala. Tapi lepas tu Atiq jalan straight je...tak berhenti pun. Tiba-tiba dengar dari belakang suara orang jerit;

'KENAPA?? ADA MASALAH KE?!!'

darah muda menyirap naik ke muka masa dengar tu. 'eh kurang ajar punya junior, baru masuk dah bising ye engkau' fikir aku dalam hati. gehehe macam tulis novel pulak rase. tapi i just let it go masa tu, malas nak create scene. tapi mestila lepas tu balik blok and bising kat semua orang kan, haha. masa tu Atiq muda lagi...not even 16. bitchy lagi. kalau jadi sekarang mesti Atiq tak layan and fikir 'sukehati kau lah Sabariah' sahaja.

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I was sitting in front of my 'cube' on Aras 01, Blok E. Studying at my usual spot, under the fan. It was just another normal night in school, some people were studying, some hanging out...and some running around and screaming, generally being seventeen year old girls living in a hostel.

'Atiq! Atiq! Amy* panggil suruh kau pegi Blok C.'

'Huh? Aku?? Kenapa??'

'Ada roll call!'

'Haaa?? Abes tu ape kaitan dengan aku kalau ada roll call pun??'

'Entah mana aku tahu. Pegi ah weh, diorang panggil!'

I turned my cap to the back, looking as gangsta as I could. Oh crap...ni ape masalah pulak tibe-tibe kena pegi roll call ni. Leceh betul la.

I ran to the juniors block to see a typical scene of the junior's block at night; LDPs standing in front looking like they're about to turn green and blow up into Incredible Hulks, juniors squatting in the dark in lines, faces down. I could hear Al-Quran recitation being played on the radio coming from the boys' LDP room...don't ask. I don't know why either. Nak tenangkan hati LDP girls yang dah macam kena rasuk syaiton tu kot.

'Kenapa ni weh?'

'Ha...datang pun kau Atiq. Kau cite siket kat budak-budak ni, ape jadi kat kau siang tadi!!'

Huh??? Sudahhh...sape pulak pegi cite kat LDP nihh.

'Weh, tak payah ah sampai buat roll call kot.'

(ignoring me) 'Sape kurang ajar sangat dengan Kak Atiq tadi?? Sape??!!'

After they coaxed me into telling the juniors what happened...well. I somehow terjangkit kena rasuk syaiton same and start rasa annoyed jugak towards the juniors.

'Oh, siang tadi kurang ajar sangat. Berani sangat! Sekarang takut pulak nak ngaku!!'

'Semua, berdiri separuh!!!!'

'Weh, tak payah ah suruh diorang diri camtu. Sakit ah weh. Sian diorang'

(ignoring me) 'Atiq, aku nak kau pegi check muka sorang-sorang, cam kan sape siang tadi tu. Amy, kau pegi suluh muka diorang untuk Atiq'

'Wehhhhh aku tak cam ahh muka budak tu!!! Tak payah la weh!'

Amy, ignoring me, just walked ahead and started to shine her torchlight directly on the juniors faces, and I had to follow suit, all the while chanting 'Wey sian kat diorang, aku tak cam la! Korang ni kenapa??'

After I failed to recognize her face, I told them I was heading back to Block E.

'Jangan balik dulu Atiq...tunggu jap'

Thinking back...I think I was bullied as much as the juniors were, sitting down in front of them doing nothing, feeling awkward. The LDPs kept yelling at the juniors for some other stuff. The Quran recitation was still playing from the boys' block.

'Atiq. ni hah...ngaku pun'

I looked up to see a girl standing in front of me, her face was the definition of terrified.

'Sorry kak...tadi saya on the phone dengan ayah saya. Die kat IJN, sakit. Sebab tu saya tension sikit bila akak sound.'

'Lah...cakap la awal-awal. Takpe. *turns to Amy* Weh...habes tu? Aku nak buat ape dengan budak ni? *turns back to the girl without waiting for Amy to answer* Dah ah, gi ah duduk. Sorry jugak'

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Latar Tempat : Physiology Department floor, Windle Building. Cork, Ireland.
Latar Masa : Tahun 2008

'Kak Atiq, akak kenal tak kawan saya sorang ni...die junior akak kat mrsmpc'

'Akak tak kenal junior la Aliyah..'

'Tapi kawan saya ni femess....dulu die..'

'..yang femes pun akak tak kenal. Diorang je kenal akak...haha.' Bukan sombong, nyanyuk.

'Tak, kawan saya ni, semua orang kenal die. Dulu, masa die form 4, die ade kes ni...macam mana tah..die cam guna handphone kat sekolah, lepas tu die cam gaduh dengan sorang senior ni, satu batch die kena marah..'

'...........'

'...akak kenal tak die? Nama die...ape eh...Aina* kot?'

'...ya Allah..'

'Akak kenal ek??'

'....akak la senior tu.'

'haaa?? Akak tau tak, die cam sampai keluar mrsm kot sebab semua orang tak suke die lepas incident tu? Tapi saya rasa cam die masuk balik mrsmpc..tak sure..'

'WHAT?? DIE KELUAR MRSM???'

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Manusia. Akalnya cetek. Mereka tidak sedar sekecil-kecil kesilapan mereka boleh memberi impak yang besar ke atas orang lain.

Atiqah

*bukan nama sebenar