Pati
"Wait, where is my IC?"
Assalamualaikum wbt, and happy saturday to all.
And yes, i'm currently can be counted as PATI for now since i still don't have my ic with me. Sigh.
It all happened when i was about to end my very last moment in sester, or should i say, Terengganu?
On that day, we still had to sit for our last paper, which was biology (don't ask me about the paper like HAHA what do you expect from biology -.-).
Officially, i became one of those who are so called SPM-leaver by the time 3.30 pm on 30th november. Heh. After all, it felt like a loads of burden that had been sticking onto my shoulder for this whole two years in Sester, just been taken away. It was definitely a huge relief Alhamdulillah. Soon we had a short meeting with cikgu Nurlina and also sujud syukur (i did it in Dewan instead of surau hehe).
Rushing.
Yes, i was in rushed for like i was running here and there, returning like a SINGLE text book at the second floor of the building located quite far from the hostel(sigh i should have sent it earlier -.-), my stuffs weren't all in the place they supposed to be, and yeah, phone ringing sound hit me. Literally means, che lah, my aunt, was soon to arrive. It turned to be my sister who was calling.
"Najjah, siap dah ke?"
"Dok lagi. Baru habis exam je ni."
"Oh, cepat sikit. Che lah nak sampai dah tu. Dekat traffic light doh tu."
that was when i felt adrenaline started to running throughout my blood stream. Oh god help me!
I quickly went to my room, packing all my stuffs. Suddenly i got another phone call from abah. He asked me to meet che lah first since she was already in the school. Like seriously? Why on earth she arrived so fast? Then i went to meet che lah as been told.
To make it short, due to my rush, i left my shoulder bag which i used to carry during spm at the patio, in which my ic was inthe bag.
The funny thing is that, I only got to know that i lost my IC when i was already in the car like 3 km aways from sester. Like do you expect me to ask my aunt to patah balik to the school for the sake of my IC? Heh.
And what made my day even worse was the fact that, i also left all my school uniforms and a box of books which those books are still useful to me. Oh whyyy is this happening to me?
Luckily i got one of classmate, which i counted her now as my life savior, Aisyah syahirah, was there to help me. I was glad that she took my IC with her back to Kl and we decided to meet up soon so that she can return it back to me. Another lucky thing is,I wasn't that senile that i still had my birth certificate with me yey! At least that's the only document i had to enable me going back to KL.
Conclusion: let us not be one of the PATI.. eheh.
Anyway, happy freedom to spm leavers i guess?
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Assalamualaikum wbt, and happy saturday to all.
And yes, i'm currently can be counted as PATI for now since i still don't have my ic with me. Sigh.
It all happened when i was about to end my very last moment in sester, or should i say, Terengganu?
On that day, we still had to sit for our last paper, which was biology (don't ask me about the paper like HAHA what do you expect from biology -.-).
Officially, i became one of those who are so called SPM-leaver by the time 3.30 pm on 30th november. Heh. After all, it felt like a loads of burden that had been sticking onto my shoulder for this whole two years in Sester, just been taken away. It was definitely a huge relief Alhamdulillah. Soon we had a short meeting with cikgu Nurlina and also sujud syukur (i did it in Dewan instead of surau hehe).
Rushing.
Yes, i was in rushed for like i was running here and there, returning like a SINGLE text book at the second floor of the building located quite far from the hostel(sigh i should have sent it earlier -.-), my stuffs weren't all in the place they supposed to be, and yeah, phone ringing sound hit me. Literally means, che lah, my aunt, was soon to arrive. It turned to be my sister who was calling.
"Najjah, siap dah ke?"
"Dok lagi. Baru habis exam je ni."
"Oh, cepat sikit. Che lah nak sampai dah tu. Dekat traffic light doh tu."
that was when i felt adrenaline started to running throughout my blood stream. Oh god help me!
I quickly went to my room, packing all my stuffs. Suddenly i got another phone call from abah. He asked me to meet che lah first since she was already in the school. Like seriously? Why on earth she arrived so fast? Then i went to meet che lah as been told.
.
.
.
To make it short, due to my rush, i left my shoulder bag which i used to carry during spm at the patio, in which my ic was inthe bag.
The funny thing is that, I only got to know that i lost my IC when i was already in the car like 3 km aways from sester. Like do you expect me to ask my aunt to patah balik to the school for the sake of my IC? Heh.
And what made my day even worse was the fact that, i also left all my school uniforms and a box of books which those books are still useful to me. Oh whyyy is this happening to me?
Luckily i got one of classmate, which i counted her now as my life savior, Aisyah syahirah, was there to help me. I was glad that she took my IC with her back to Kl and we decided to meet up soon so that she can return it back to me. Another lucky thing is,I wasn't that senile that i still had my birth certificate with me yey! At least that's the only document i had to enable me going back to KL.
Conclusion: let us not be one of the PATI.. eheh.
Anyway, happy freedom to spm leavers i guess?
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