If you hate telenovela, don't read!

Sleep has eluded me..earlier today cam mengantuk sangat..i had the afternoon off for a change. Went to have a haircut, then decided to touch up with the rebonding then highlight. When i finally left the salon 4.5 hours later, i was a few hundred bucks poorer. Awal tadi baru ingat, wa..ni sudah bagus, gaji akan masuk lagi seminggu lebih and duit di bank masih ada lagi...memang psycho betul. Biar2 le duit kat dlm bank tu..pas ni kena la i jadi toyol mencopet wang di wallet org ittew...

Msia didn't get to the semis for the Thomas Cup afterall. Back in 1992 when the Msian team won the TC (kalau tak silap i) it was spring in the UK. I remember it very well. Masa tu i berpacaran dgn anak mat saleh ni who was a good friend. Entah camna during my 2nd year alevels dia boleh tersyiok pulak kat i. We shared PureMaths and Chemistry classes...we even sat next to each other in both. I didn't realise he was getting soft on me...i was blind, memang tak nampak apa2...back in chemistry class, we were studying Physical chemistry then (hehe..not trying to be cheesy here, i mean it literally). I really hated drawing all the graphs you know, the boiling point lah, the melting pointlah...so he did them for me. But in Maths, i tutored him Trigonometry..tak tercapai dek akal budak2 mat saleh ni benda2 add maths ni whereas to us kacang je when youve already done it for SPM.

Before that we had a school ball just before the christmas holidays. It's something that us upper sixers looked forward to year in year out. We had to attend ballroom dancing classes. The first 2 lessons were sheer torture. There were more girls than boys. Malu tau bila takde partner. There was one msian guy (yg takut anjing tu) and there were us the 2 msian girls. We played fair...we alternate (that guy gak yg untung pasal dapat tukar2 partner). Bila takde partner jantan, either you dok tepi or pi nari ngan pompuan.

But later that guy started to attend the classes, therefore, my friend and i didn't have to alternate anymore. Kiranya cam double datelah. Then came the ball...for some reason, my friend and i ended up at his table...and his rugby mates. Malu!! Camna boleh end up kat situ pun i dah tak ingat dah. Yup we danced a lot...we got our pictures taken by the professional photographer yg ada malam tu. Rasa romantik cam cinderella lah kononnya...at the end of the night i gave him a squeeze (hoi esah, not what you're thinking), bear hug la..i had a good time. Then came Monday...banyak la cite2 dan gossip yg diperkatakan. Gambar2 ball pun dah siap terpampang on all the walls outside the library. waduhh!! Gambar i dgn dia siap dibalam2kan macam di syurga pulak ghopenya and dilekatkan dicelah gambar couple yg lain. Malam tu kiranya i ni macam metamorphosis jadi kupu2 la...daytime kat dlm kelas cam kudut je..nerd habis and i was a mouse..masa tengah2 tengok gambar tu adala a bunch of younger boys yg memberi komen2 yg tak sedap didengar (they didn't realise i was around). Their comments berbunyi cam konon2nya i ni macam dah 'kena' la. rasa cam nak lesing je budak2 juniors tu. Nak masuk class lepas tu of course le i embarrassed kan.

The guy asked me, have you seen our pic? I purak2 kata no..where is it? He said, go see, we looked real nice. Fuhhh..diriku terasa di awang2an...i tak angau kat dia OK but ada le bukti nak tunjuk anak cucu nanti yg opah kau ni pernah bermesraan dgn mat saleh mata hijau lagi tau! (sila muntah cirit hijau uols dgn statement ni). Memang matanya sungguh menawan..sampai sekarang bila dengar lagu DebbieGibson I got lost in your eyes, i feeling habis!

For the next few days, takde apa yg depa cakap melainkan pasal ball tu. Sapa yg nari dgn sapa, sapa yg cemolot dgn sapa (apa ke lagi topic perbualan di kalangan anak2 mat saleh yg tengah hormones jumping about??), sapa yg start dgn sapa malam tu and sapa yg breakoff dgn sapa berikutan pakwenya pi cemolot pompuan lain. I mean, depa ni memang ambik kesempatan je buat perangai kononnya dibawah pengaruh alkohol. Walhal punch itu idakle dilacekan dgn alkohol yg kuat, kuat lagi tapai buatan pasar malam kat msia ni..yelah, kan party tajaan sekolah...each student was given a card..so bila nak pi minum, we have to present the card dekat org yg jaga punchbowl tu and he/she was supposed to koyakkan the bucu eachtime org tu nak punch. My card awal2 lagi dah kena songlap dgn housemate since they know bebudak msia 3 org ni teetotal.

Anyway, ada le sorang jantan kat our chemistry class ni bercerita yg dia dapat tau hari tu bahawasanya ada dua org in our class rope2nya bercemolot malam tu. Oh no!! Akukah ittew? Ye le perasan tak habis...kalau i mabuk todi pun tak tentu lagi i berperangai diluar kawalan sebegitu..i kan takut kat mak i..kalau dia dapat tau i buat perangai, habis aku! But our classmates did look at me, then at that guy. I said, huh? Not me! Tok dalangnya bercakap...yes..it is Hugh (jom le kita namakan jantan tu HughGrant) but it's not with CikKiah....

What??? (TF! I menjerit dalam hati..bukan aku??? betulkah bukan aku? Damn..memang sah bukan aku because tuan empunya diri tidak dipengaruhi oleh barangan yg memabukkan atau mengkhayalkan). Wa..wa...wa...dasar jantan! i would say that he spent 2.5 out of the 3hours at the ball with me..maknanya dlm 30min, dia sempat buat hal. Ghope2nya si Hugh dgn sorang minah kat chem class kitaorg bertukar2 air liur malam tu..ikut mana dan je(hish! minah tu punya le tak cantik. gorges lagi kita2 ni Miss AA, DR tau!). I angkat kening je kat HughGrant..he said, don't ask. Amboi2..agaknya bibiornya (kata org peghak) boleh tetiba terlekat kat bibior minah tu kut. Apa2 je lah labu...lagipun aku ni nak keriau2 bukannya gofren dia pun..walaupun dlm hati cakap, kalau itu le taste dia, humph! tak layak dia dgn pompuan exotic dari tanah malaya ni tau!

Anyway, christmas holidays came and went. Bukak sekolah je, mamat tu tak terbit2. Seminggu lebih tak datang. Mengikut perkhabaran dpd teman2 rapatnya, dia demam panas. Sunyi jugak dunia chemistry i..Seminggu lepas tu, tengah i dok sorang2 kat class menunggu my classmates masuk, tetiba kena peluk dari belakang. Sikit2 ada macam unsur2 cite hindustan jugak. Ghope2nya mamat tu dah datang balik. Dunia ini berputar semula...tapikan, i still missed him as a friend only...idakle angau macam pungguk rindukan bulan (atau Esah rindukan dot dot dot). Bila takde dia takde org nak i sembang, complete my assignment for me (as in drawing the graphs), kemaskan my bench after we were done with our experiments ataupun jentik telinga bebudak2 jantan junior yg cam anak afrit (biasa le bebudak tu...suka benor nak meng-exercise their pick up lines dgn foreigner yg vulnerable (ptuihh) cam i ni).

I supposed the tell-tale signs were there..tapi cam biasa kan i ni buta (also literally). I bukan nak buat gempak, harus Makaji akan hamput i..tapi apakan daya, mata sungguhlah mengantuk dah. Bebila i smabung lagi...