Oh my english!

"Have you visit Cholestopia? What do you think of it?"

In one peaceful morning, I thrown the question to Esity; excitedly.

"It's good," he replied.

"Come'on, I expect more comments from you," 

*thump *thump *thump <nervous>

"Urmmm.. you write like a kid."

*lightning strike

W.H.A.T?

"No I mean, your writing doesn't changed. You bring on the same style of writing like the essay you made in high school. Just keep on writing like this, every writers had their own style of writing. So this is yours."

Huh. I'll take it as a compliment. Thank you. 

<sigh>

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Esity and I were friends since we are in Form 5; studying in the same boarding school. Different classes, same sport house bla bla bla. He mentioned about an essay right? Well, throwback in 2009, there is an interesting story I would like to share with you guys. I wasn't good at memorizing, I even have poor short-term memory. So, any memory that successfully stored in my long term memory is rather important or interesting. Hehe.

  Getting back into the story, we were asked to make a story-telling essay from our English teacher. It was an essay that you have to memorized as a preparation for SPM - section B; continuous writing if I'm not mistaken. So, adik-adik, this is the tricked. Memorize an essay and fit it into the question. I remembered that I write a story of an expert and skillful housewife. Starting from early morning, housewife wake up, do the laundry, prepare kids for school, making breakfast, run up the stairs, waking husband up, ironing husband's cloth bla bla bla...

So that was the essay that I've made up. Hopefully, it reflect the future me. Oh.

*blush

I was so shy to get other people to read my essay but huh, you know this guy, he peeked at my paper, read it from start to the end and even LEAVE A COMMENT and STARS at the end of the paragraph.

I don't remember the whole thing that he wrote but his intention is to praise (?) no, to tease (more suitable adjective) me saying that how good to have wife like the heroin in the story and how the writers can menjiwai watak tu when the writer didn't resemble the character.

Pfffffttt.

 I don't know why we are friends till now.  

Of course the story wasn't end that way. I took revenged on him. Searching for his paper when he felt asleep (Esity was an expert kaki tido in class back then; you can imagine how he can't be noticed sleeping because of his small eyes). I read on his essay - its about a hot stuff guy (Bhahaha!) who was a sprinter (come'on you even arrived the same time as me when merentas desa day) in sports day, and the hero even become a champion (what sprinting champion? You only win on rejam lembing, lontar peluru lah masa sukan..) and the hero won because there is a girl who cheer for him (I found this funny. Kekekeke). The heroin name was Rina I think. Urmm, not important so I can't remember. Haha. Well no one in our batch, or even people we know named Rina, so obviously he make up the name.

The interesting part is, on the next day, Esity received a call and text messages from an unknown number. The girl was from Penang (kot..) and she told that she dialed on wrong number. Do you know the girl name? Her name was RINA. Jeng jeng jeng what a goosebumps. So don't simply-simply make up names ya. Haha.

 That was our English story back then. And that make up what we are today. Esity was currently studying in UKM taking English Languange Study and even I didn't continue in literature but my love for bahasa is everlasting. You may find many, a lot, bunches of error in grammar and sentence structure through my writing in each posts for one reason - I'm still learning.