Ehem, hear me!

I'm making a statement here!

I never thought I would write a similar post like this to the one for Arwah Chamakh's. At least not this quick. Today I yet again lost a friend from an accident. Engku, I hope you're in a better place now. I always thought of you as a somewhat of a little brother to me. You are always eager to please me while we were working on the Koleq Mag. Always eager to learn and ask questions about cameras and stuff. And I must confess I sometimes lose patiences to your eagerness and constant questions. Thus I sometimes didn't treat you well enough. I'm sorry about that. I really am. If I would have none you'll leave this early I might have loosen up a bit. Sorry bro. I've learn a great deal of things from you and I will appreciate every single thing. Thanks for coming into my life. I'll remember every memories of us together. To the class of 2010, I know it's hard to lose a batchmate, trust me I really do but please try to cope and when you guys are ready, when we are ready, move on. Engku, you'll forever be in my prayers. Al-Fatihah.

Engku Arif Adlan

(27/5/1993-7/9/2010)

I promise I will visit you soon.

Got a fear? Sure you do. Everyone has one. It might be that fear of heights or that fear of drowning in the lake or even the one with the fear of being rejected. But mine are not the same as the ones that I have told you just now. My fear is that one day, when my time has come that I will die alone in my bed due to some serious illness. No wife, no children, no grandchildren, no friends, no nobody. It will probably take a couple of days until the maid doing the weekly cleaning found me.

When the late arwah Ikhwanul Ashraf (may allah bless him) passed away he was bless with all of this people who loves him. His family, his friends, all of his kenalan-kenalan. You can practically feel how people feel his lost even to this day. This is probably due to his naturally friendly way, his care free attitude and his ability to make friends in a blink of an eye. He was always a good friend and he had coloured the life of others.

I on the other hand had never been the kind who is naturally friendly and it would take a long time for me to get used with people. And I sure I haven't make any impact on any people's life. I'm just Amer the guy-who-if-he-went-away-would-not-be-notice-by-anyone type of a guy. I don't feel any significance of myself in other people's life. Sure I might have friends now. But how long will it takes for them to realise how boring I am and decide to just ditch me.

So there goes. A confession from Amer 'Arif Azmi on my greatest fear in life.

Oh by the way, I'm not attempting suicide okey? hahahaha

In a blink of an eye well literally at least my five years at Koleq is finally finish. Some may say ending high school as something to look forward to me myself included occasionally. But while spending a few hours by myself a couple of days ago, I kept thinking to myself how much I'm going to miss it being, living, eating, breathing, laughing, fooling around, etc etc etc there.

Why you may ask? Well for some of you Rawang or Seremban or Subang Jay or Petaling Jaya or Cyberjaya or Kuala Lumpur is probably the place where you grew up. Would you feel sad to move away from these areas? Sure you do. The same goes to me. Kuala Kangsar is the place where I grew up, Koleq to be more precise. It has literally shape the person that I am today. It has taught me a lot be it from how to wash my own clothes, how to solve add math problems, making my own magazine to how to get along with different kind of people.

So I am going to miss:-

Waking up everyday looking at the same old faces.

Staying up late laughing with my friends.

Annoying Feqs while he tries to study.

Goofing off with Meor, Muqtasid, Derigh and Pokwang in class.

Teaming up with Chamakh in kacau-ing Usha.

Bahan-ing Epool dengan Miss Sherry.

Being annoyed by Nene.

Getting tease by the guys for not playing during games hours.

Working up late finishing the school mag.

The awesome feeling during cheering especially when singing motherussia.

Waking up in the dark eating Nasi Goreng Ayam and Teh Ais without actually seeing the food.

Jamming at Zai Am even though it sounded bad.

Going out at thru the hole in the gate to play Left 4 Dead.

Eating Wan Tan Hor and pau at Yut Loy.

And the list goes on and on and on.

So to does smart people out there I once again call upon you to help me build a time machine!

As I was packing my fresh laundered into the bag this morning I kept thinking to myself that the car ride to Kuale that I would be taking today would probably be my last as a present boy at Koleq. My last 9 weeks as a student which will be filled by finishing the school magazine, studying till late, cramming my brains trying to answer the exam papers and other stuff that I should not tell you. The idea of leaving school surely excites me but then again there are things that makes me want to think otherwise. Things like not waking up to find all those familiar faces again. Things like the possibilities of losing contact with your friends and stuff.So lets all tadah tangan for me and lets pray so that I can answer my SPM with ease and then I'll be strong enough to face all the things that would come after it. Amin.

Oh I am mad with you! Yes you Mr Cristiano Ronaldo sir for turning your back on us United faithfuls. What is so fun there at Real Madrid there you are willing to give up on everything you have at United? The crowds at Old Trafford adores you man! The EPL is the best league in the world! Why would you want to downgrade yourself by playing at a lower standart league? United made you into the player that you are know. Screw you man! Pergilah nak main sangat dengan Kaka tu. I hope your time there will be fill with injuries.

P/s: Ignore me for a while. I am in a state of shock and despair right now.

Tears in my eyes.

Meet Kimal.
Kimal is going to be sent away.
Far far away.
He is being sent away because he stands up for what he believe in.
He is being sent away because he fights for his rights.
He is being sent away because he was being a good elder brother to the juniors.
He is being sent away because he was brave.
He is being sent away because he was being a good friend.
Kimal we love you!
Amigos para siempre!



Please stop picking on my friends one by one.

Before any of you read this post it is hope that you will open your mind and please do not be quick to judge me or my friends.

I was in Form 3. It was a norm for us 3rd former to be asked by the form fives to help them with some favor such as.

"Amer! Esok ko beli sos. Aku nak sos cili thai Kimball yang besar dengan kicap sebotol."

or

"Amer Arip! Nah amek jug ni isi air penuh-penuh."

or

"F3! Nah ko amek tray aku pegi isi kuah dkt blakang tu."

Some people tend to think that they are much superior from others just because they spend a couple of years overseas. They would constantly say thinks like "Oh When I was in the UK we did thinks better!" or "If I were in UK they would handle things like this..." even this " Malaysia sucks compare to UK!". Oh oh they would also speak in English with an accent as in to show off to other people that the had been living overseas for a year or two. Heck they even spell bother  like this: bovver. I mean come on!

Sure Malaysia may lack a few things compared to the UK but hey! it is still your country! We should be proud of it as it is. At least we are warm and sunny unlike England which is dark, cold and gloomy. Oh yeah about those accent, it don't know what are your reasons of talking like that(but I do have a few ideas why) but please la try la went in Malaysia speak normally it would be easier for people to understand you. Oh yeah stop hanging out with your "Malaysian who went to overseas for a couple of years" Group all the time. Go on an mingle with other people because there are a lot of things you might learn. Stop acting like some Brit and start acting like a Malaysian!

P/s: not all of them are act like these only a minority of them some are really awesome and nice as a matter of fact.

Why to dogs in Malaysia have to be so jakun with people? Always barking madly at people passing by. Even went I am 16 feet away from them! Why can't they be more like the dogs I watched in the tv. All friendly nice, and only bother the mailman. But no, they have to bark at you at first sight and try to chop off your hand went you want to past something to their owners! Do I look like I am a guy that pecah masuk rumah orang? Listen here doggie! Aku tak nak pecah masuk rumah kau pon! Kalau rumah kau tu best takpe la gak!

A wise person once said if you said "kitmir" to a barking dog with confidence it will stop. Well, to tell you the truth it works! (sometimes la, tapi tak payah la duduk menggatai tiap-tiap hari nak pg kacau anjing tu sebab nak test). But I prefer throwing a big chunk of rock better.

One more time I hear you guys barking at me I swear I am going to kick your doggie butts! (and then run away)

pal     : Amer meet xxx.

me : Hi!

xxx  : Hello. You duduk mane?

me : I duduk Rawang.

xxx  : Oh (in somewhat disappointed tone)

This conversation took place about sometime ago. I will usually get that "oh" when meeting new people. But the question is what is wrong with living in Rawang?! Come on tell me! Sure it might be far away from those oh so big malls near your houses but at least the road in front of my house isn't some big road that usually jam every peak hours! Besides it is my house not yours! Plus, there is a KTM station here unlike some of your place where the only way of transportation is by bus or a cab! Where you live does not make you 'best' than other people! Do you here me! So please people, do not say oh went you ask others where they live.

I have a teacher by the name of Ms Shafaliza. I really really don't like her.

There are a reasons why I don't like her.

I'll give you some situations why I don't like her.


Situation 1


I was part of the committee for the MC Youth Development Summit thingy. Me and Feqs were assign to make the programme book. Which we gladly did. She was the boss for the summit thingy. So we made the programme book and took it to her one night (p/s we did it during our exam week). Guess what she did. She rejected it for mistakes not made by us like the putting the wrong timetable (we receive the timetable from her) and the wrong text (we also receive the text from her). It was 1.30 am when she told us to do it all over again and pass it up to her before we got back home the next day. What the hell! We got exams in the morning! So we stayed up very late (about 3ish in the morning). So after we finish our paper we quickly started our work. So Feqs straight went to the HM to show him the programme book since I was on my way back home then. The HM said it was okey and everything was fine. So after the school holidays we came back to koleq and we were told that the programme book was once again rejected by Shafaliza! We were very mad! Who was she to reject something that was approve by the HM!


Situation 2


It was the fiinal exam week. We were once again call on to make yet another programme book.
She does not even care if we had physics the day after that. While making the cover for the programme book she kept complaining about our design and insisted on using her ideas which is very 'cokia' for me and really not up to koleq's standard. So mak and abah if my physics is not that good it is not entirely my fault.



Situation 3



I finally have work without her. Which is the school's mag. Suddenly she came along and say she said she was in charge of the magazine's launching ceremony. I was very frustated. On the first meeting she rejected my idea and gave yet another one of her 'cokia' ideas. Okey la fine. Then she said she wanted to check the grammer on the mag. Turns out some of the grammer that she corrected were wrong! (and you called yourself an english teacher) So the ceremony went on. I can see the look of dissapointment on Tan Sri Megat's face went he launch the mag. He was clearly expecting something more grand from the budak koleq. Thaks a lot Shafaliza! Oh! almost forgot, the day after the ceremony Teacher Linda came to us and told us that someone has 'hasut' the HM by telling him that the mag is getting smaller and smaller each year. We found out that the 'penghasut' is non other than Shafaliza! Well for you info Shafaliza, this year mag isn't getting smaller but bigger! Haha kan dah segan!

Well those are some reasons why I dislike her.
I know it is wrong to hate a teacher but try working with her and you will see what I mean.

I used to really enjoy listening to this one local pop punk band called Bunkface. It has always fed my needs of pop punkish song. I remember when i bought their first EP at Supernova a few months back. It was awesome! Full of fun-loving and catchy lyrics.

But sadly now due to their meteoric fame, every time I enter my dorm I will hear Sam's voice in the speaker singing the verse "Give me a B, U, N, K FACE now!" At first I was like okla. " Aku suke band nie, so layan je la skali".

After a few weeks my point of layanness came to its par when a fella at my dorm kept playing the song over and over again! I was like " Tak boring ke asyik dgr lagu same je, nak dengar ulang-ulang pakai earphone la". This has made me very very 'muak' listening to Bunkface.

Tisk tisk...
Another fav band lost.

P/s: Sape-sape terase sorry la ek. Tapi masalah nye betul.

It all started on a fine friday morning (I think la) when Fendi came ape to me and said: