Eizlan vs Adib

Last Sunday I received a message from Safwan; a message forwarded by Eizlan's elder sis. He was involved in a very bad accident. He n a friend were on a motorcycle (him driving) when they were hit by a car. Apparently, it happened at 3am Friday in Gelugor (that's where I live!!!). In time, i gathered this : Eizlan was badly injured; his face smashed, arm and hip fractured, leg burned, lungs bleeding. He was in a coma. Hospitalized at Penang General Hospital. Earlier today, a group of us went to see him : Iyas, Umairah, Abu, Saufi, Arif, Salam, Yosi, Bonbes, Hafizuddin, Arif (anjang) n myself. He's conscious, but hooked to a respirator. When I went in, i felt heavy in my chest. He merely nodded and blinked whenever i said something. I admit, i had to hold back tears. I spoke to his mum earlier, her calmness probably from the relief that her son's going to be OK, and from how much he's improved within the week.

The whole situation was overwhelming to me. Here i am in front of the ICU, with a bunch of ex-MRSM Taiping students to whom I've never spoken to, chatting wih a woman I've never seen in my life (Eizlan's mum). What was sad, for me, was the fact that I've never spoken to Eizlan before. The first conversation had to be when he's critically injured, lying in the hospital ward unable to talk. Have I been snobbish, hanging out only with a certain bunch of people?

The whole Eizlan situation reminds me of my ex-classmate in Form 4, Adib. He was just a few months in when he had the chicken pox. We thought he was having the time of his life 'extending' his 'vacation'. It was only later that we found out that he had been in an accident. He was crossing the street to get some stationery b4 heading back to Taiping, when a speeding car rammed into him. His head broke the car's windshield and he sustained minor cuts and bruises. He was in a coma for a while. When he came out of it, he couldn't really speak and he's lost his memory. His speech eventually came back, but his memory only partial. Though he tried so hard to recall, it proved to be too much of a strain on him. I honestly dont know his whereabouts, or how he's been lately. The last i know was that he repeated Form 4 in a normal day school somewhere in Selangor the following year.

Well...A lot has happened since we left MRSM Taiping. Many parents of peers have come to pass, even siblings. But the impact is a lot stronger when it happens to your peers. That's all I have to say for now. To anyone who reads this, just say a prayer for these 2 individuals regardless of your religion. God Bless.

Insight

Well well... I finally got my results and I passed! This is the most meaningful 'C' in my life. 55% of the students failed, so I'm thankful I passed. Before the results were officially out, there was speculation that either 75 PERCENT or 75 PERSON who failed. Some individuals prefer if it were 75%, bacause according to them, at least there will be more people who fail together with them. personally, i disagree with that stand. Never accept nor expect failure until it comes around and bites. Even so, the pain shouldn't last very long and all that should remain is the scar.

Alumni Dinner. Glad the drama is over. I had so much trouble in getting the performance together. Not only did i have to write the script n direct the overall production, i also had to act in it, recruit the cast and choreograph the dances. Thanks to the narrator that dropped out in the last minute, I ended up narrating as well. Hectic and exhausting. My mum n sis came, taped the performances of the night. I have to admit, i was greatly dissapointed after watching myself on tape. Other than that, oNe and I are just glad to finally be able to watch Aaqil n his band perform. I mean, we've heard so much about it throughout PASUM, plus Aaqil had 'poyo'-ly refused to play during our class party last year. So its only natural that we were acting like a bunch of estrogen-charged groupies beneath the masks of formality.

I've suddenly come to miss my Karate days so much. I wish to continue if given the chance though I've forgotten most of what I've learnt. Since its 2006, its been about 5 years since i last did my Karate. Wednesday night classes in college 12 clashes with my schedule. First, there's the Mandarin classes. Second, I'll be too tired to walk all the way back and be ready for class the next morning. Since stopping my Karate n tennis lessons in Form 3, I've gained at least 10kg. As most girls know, it's gonna take forever to lose them. Oh well.

I talk too much. But hey, its MY blog, right? Not like people read it anyway. Toodles!