Reunion of SRAIntegrasi BBB

it brings back memory~!!! first of all, just to clear things off. this blog is not for the purpose of updating others about myself (though its open for everyone to read).it just happens that sometimes i need a moment of myself to write down things for the sake pleasure of, myself of course. when someone might think this is too emotional or skematikus asparagus, then just go to the right side of this screen and click on the RED square of X. aint it so easy ;p ..? apologies if any of these entries got clashed with ur thoughts.. etc.

back to this entry; Finally the long awaited Reunion of Sekolah Rendah Agama Integrasi Bandar Baru Bangi
p/s; thaiyibah, sile amik gambar di sini.malas nak update kat fs yehh. ;p


On the 21st of November 2009, i was still sitting absentmindedy on the bed, blinking my eyes just a few couple of hundred times and decided to have breakfast a little while later when Thaiyibah called and asked whether im setting foot on todays Reunion of 4 consecutive batches of SRAI BBB. i totally forgot about the big day! lol. the phone was passed to someone and i knew right after who it was with the familiar screamings and shoutings; it was one of the alumni committee members, ameerah! she told me to come no.matter.what.

one hour later, i arrived with a smile from Ustaz Othman as a welcoming gesture. though at the beginning i was quite reluctant to go because of some problems..., as i see back their familiar faces, my heart leaped with joy and said maybe i might as well have fun spending the rest of the day with them.

miah hugged me tightly til i barely get to breathe as soon as she meets me. i saw thobah from afar (shes tall, so its easy to spot ;p) getting ready to play netball with a bunch of kids. i met with hazureen, the maahad kids, fakhrina, the j3 and j2 kids and a bunch of cute unfamiliar juniors ;p
my presence was also welcomed by the nonsense-talking DJ (azam), though i cant get a single word out of him. lol. surprisingly, we all mocked at how tall Azam is now.

so we zoomed around the school., greeting every teachers passing by. sir Kamil, cg Sarlina, cg Syamsidar, cg Azian (whom until now stil afraid to stand beside me!)... and i heard ustzh Fariz was there as well. a lot of teachers couldnt really come cuz they have classes on saturday. ustz Fitri is now the guru besar for some school (bless u.), Umi Rohaizah is in Ampang...with her husband i guess. its just unfortunate that i didnt get to see the lovely cg Siti Asmah to say thanks to her for sending me back and forth to Amal Islami Hafazan since i was in standard 3. Thank you teachers.. they are mostly the reasons of me becoming who i am rite now. and i couldnt even think of how to repay them cuz it wont be enough even if i sacrifice myself just to say thanks. only Allah knows better of what greatness awaits them in the after math. Allahu yubarik hum.

across the othe field, we can see the boys gather around to have futsal matches. bleggh. since they are all so tall and different enough i couldnt recognise a single of them except for a few people who became my comrades when doing nasty stuff. Anwaruddin, geng letak gam atas kerusi orang. lol. Zaim! geng suke cari gaduh sebab masing masing cakap banyak. Hafiz, even though baru masuk darjah 6 dah kena buli mcm2 sampai nak nangis ;p. its just that a few other gangs didnt come. Arul, geng baik suke senyum. Arep, geng suke gelakkan orang lepas tu panggil orang Wano Busuk. Afiq, mangse kena letak gam atas kerusi. Aqil, geng dulu2 mak suke masak sedap2.


before going back home, we set foot in the classroom that we used to be in. 3 Abu Bakar, 3 Ali... 4 Ali, kelas berhantu...Bilik air ade nenek kebayan (ustz fariz assured us it was only the mops hair).. i really feel like turning back the time when i dont have to think of the life of a teen; kanak2 ribena seems fun, and everlasting ;p

its great to spend time with people in our past times. even though its only for a day, thanks to the committee members for making the day memorable to me. my friends have turned out to be great people, shameful for me even my juniors already memorized 8 juz in Mitip (cnie ke korang..?) ;p Thank you so much to all who have grown up with me. i couldnt see Afifah, Atiqah and Najwa (the closest friends). maybe they had errands to do that they didnt come. Thank you so much to teachers for wanting to tolerate our mischevious behaviours. and most importantly thank you to Thaiyibah for reminding me that there is reunion. ;p (love u!)

this is our memory. this is a part of me. lets not lose it. FOREVER.