Living in Shah Alam has brought me down many, many memory lanes.
Driving past the buildings and streets that used to bring me so much joy, I’ve been missing my UiTM days more than ever lately. In fact, I could not recall a moment I was ever unhappy in Uni. Everything was made out of rainbows and fluffy blue clouds. No wonder all I get is a happy vibe. Alhamdulilah, I’m blessed.
I remember my first (and last) ride on the bus, from my faculty to Kolej Melati. The faculty I’m referring to is the ‘old’ one, before we moved back to the one next to PTAR 2. It was just a short distance but I took the bus just for the fun of it.
I remember the songs we listened to in my Kelisa. Stuck by Stacie Orrico, Immortal by Evanescence, Bila Rindu by Ruffedge. Haha. I remember it SO SO SO clearly, I could even picture myself with the songs on the radio doing a u-turn in front of Baiduri. My memory of the happy days is THAT vivid.
I remember PTAR 1. Because throughout my years as a student, I only went there once. I remember choral speaking during pre-law. We had to perform in the cafeteria, in front of the Dean’s office, in the auditorium…It was to promote PB’s English Week. The opening line was “Hear ye hear ye”. I must’ve looked pretty silly.
I remember our drama for English class – and the drama in the drama. Haha. It was so interesting! Both dramas, I mean. And for English too, we had a debate entitled “Gourmet food is better than fast food”. My team was against it so that means we had to say that fast food is better than gourmet food (which I totally agree because I’m a fast food junkie). Masa debate ni jugak lah I remember somebody (who shall not be named hehe) said “you know, kuih jemput-jemput…”. The way he said it was so funny, it still cracks me up until this very day.
I remember sitting for exams in the ‘exam hall’ at Level 6. The buzz and hype of students waiting outside the hall before an exam starts. (Kids, this is not the best time to revise or discuss with your friends. Just zone out please and enter the hall with confidence walaupun nervous and rasa macam nak pergi toilet 10 kali). The first time I sat for a paper, I forgot my exam slip. I was traumatized and since then, the exam slip was almost attached to my body every time the final exam starts.
I remember Cempaka/Kenanga or fondly known as CK. It was here that our love developed. Cehhhh..hehe. I remember having a ‘fight’ with him before an exam, I remember ignoring him completely in class, I remember walking fast and not turning my back when he called my name, I remember passing by his class with the hope of catching a glimpse of him…ok this is a different story. Another story for another day. It’s just so hard you see, because I met the love of my life in Uni so of course most of my memories and memories of us are entwined.
I remember McD seksyen 3, oh who doesn’t? It’s my very own historical building. If anybody were to tear it down I’d fight for it with what little strength I’ve got. I had meals with friends, lovers (eh kenapa plural? Haha) lover, lecturers, parents, siblings etc. The place witnessed oh-so-many things. If the walls could speak, man, it would not stop talking for the next 10 years!
And what about the Photostat shop in seksyen 2 with the super kind grandma? Ahhh rindu even though parking in seksyen 2 was and stil is, hell. When I was in that shop lah, I first saw (kononnya) Zaki in his car, because at that time I didn’t know what car he was driving (masa ni belum together ok). It turned out to be KN! Haha, because they both used to drive Satria kan so I was confused.
Driving past the buildings and streets that used to bring me so much joy, I’ve been missing my UiTM days more than ever lately. In fact, I could not recall a moment I was ever unhappy in Uni. Everything was made out of rainbows and fluffy blue clouds. No wonder all I get is a happy vibe. Alhamdulilah, I’m blessed.
I remember my first (and last) ride on the bus, from my faculty to Kolej Melati. The faculty I’m referring to is the ‘old’ one, before we moved back to the one next to PTAR 2. It was just a short distance but I took the bus just for the fun of it.
I remember the songs we listened to in my Kelisa. Stuck by Stacie Orrico, Immortal by Evanescence, Bila Rindu by Ruffedge. Haha. I remember it SO SO SO clearly, I could even picture myself with the songs on the radio doing a u-turn in front of Baiduri. My memory of the happy days is THAT vivid.
I remember PTAR 1. Because throughout my years as a student, I only went there once. I remember choral speaking during pre-law. We had to perform in the cafeteria, in front of the Dean’s office, in the auditorium…It was to promote PB’s English Week. The opening line was “Hear ye hear ye”. I must’ve looked pretty silly.
I remember our drama for English class – and the drama in the drama. Haha. It was so interesting! Both dramas, I mean. And for English too, we had a debate entitled “Gourmet food is better than fast food”. My team was against it so that means we had to say that fast food is better than gourmet food (which I totally agree because I’m a fast food junkie). Masa debate ni jugak lah I remember somebody (who shall not be named hehe) said “you know, kuih jemput-jemput…”. The way he said it was so funny, it still cracks me up until this very day.
I remember sitting for exams in the ‘exam hall’ at Level 6. The buzz and hype of students waiting outside the hall before an exam starts. (Kids, this is not the best time to revise or discuss with your friends. Just zone out please and enter the hall with confidence walaupun nervous and rasa macam nak pergi toilet 10 kali). The first time I sat for a paper, I forgot my exam slip. I was traumatized and since then, the exam slip was almost attached to my body every time the final exam starts.
I remember Cempaka/Kenanga or fondly known as CK. It was here that our love developed. Cehhhh..hehe. I remember having a ‘fight’ with him before an exam, I remember ignoring him completely in class, I remember walking fast and not turning my back when he called my name, I remember passing by his class with the hope of catching a glimpse of him…ok this is a different story. Another story for another day. It’s just so hard you see, because I met the love of my life in Uni so of course most of my memories and memories of us are entwined.
I remember McD seksyen 3, oh who doesn’t? It’s my very own historical building. If anybody were to tear it down I’d fight for it with what little strength I’ve got. I had meals with friends, lovers (eh kenapa plural? Haha) lover, lecturers, parents, siblings etc. The place witnessed oh-so-many things. If the walls could speak, man, it would not stop talking for the next 10 years!
And what about the Photostat shop in seksyen 2 with the super kind grandma? Ahhh rindu even though parking in seksyen 2 was and stil is, hell. When I was in that shop lah, I first saw (kononnya) Zaki in his car, because at that time I didn’t know what car he was driving (masa ni belum together ok). It turned out to be KN! Haha, because they both used to drive Satria kan so I was confused.
I remember Baiduri and all its parking woes. I remember Menara for many reasons…Convocation, classes, exams, Carpe Diem, dikir barat (omg, where’s the video??). There are just so many things I remember about Uni. Still so many things in my mind right now but I can’t write them all here. It would take me all day. Belum masuk Honours, parking in HEP, orientation in Seroja, the stress of trying to register online for our classes before every semester (I even cried once because I was so frustrated with the system haha), campaigning for Din, class trip to Teluk Kemang, Kesatria (wakaka), him at the Photostat booth near DK A (before it was turned into the posh office we have now), him him him everywhere…Sigh. I’m laden with memories. Especially so now that I’m retracing my step, revisiting the places I used to go to, facing a bunch of mad drivers daily (students drive like maniacs), lagi lah I’m feeling so nostalgic. I will write it ALL down one day, as much as I could remember. So that I can always look back and refresh my memory when I’m old(er).
Thanks for the memories. :)
1 comment:
So nostalgic the way you put it.
Nadira, you made me miss UiTM even more. =)
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