special edition lah sangat kan? heheh. ni lah entri yg aku tak ter-upload hari itu.
One thing i like most about studying medicine is,
I DON'T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT FAILING ANY ALGEBRAIC EQUATION.
Maths is just impossible for me.
recalling my academic achievement during senior high school,
Chemistry and physics papers most of the time were As,
Biology failed occasionally during form 4, getting better in form 5 (even been called as "Raja Bio" once, because i scored yo!),
and for Add.Maths, it was something to be celebrated for if I PASSED.
i wasn't a kid who thought that study and knowledge is important.
as i wrote in one entry, i thought "being teenager is all about MTV" heheh
here's a story...
entering boarding school in form 4, i need to learn how to cope with the daily routines of a student of a boarding school.
Afternoon and evening preps? my thought at first "are they kidding me?!!! so what time can i watch tv??!"
my heart was broke only to know that tv can only be watched during Saturday noon till Sunday evening, and they didn't even have satellite tv. (hyperbola is applied here, readers discretion is advised)
my PMR result was 7A1B, and guess what? i got B for my Pendidikan Islam. this just might be used as prove for "some people" who thought that me kurang didikan agama, and tanpa rasa segan silu, questioning about my iman regarding one entry i posted in this blog.
funny, funny. he (or she? or them?) hated me, yet they read most of entries that i posted here. i guess they just can't get enough of me. hehee.
err, back to the point of my story.
because of my PMR result, I was sorted to class 4 Pendeta, ranked 2nd among 4 classes for form 4.
and kids of boarding school, they learn fast yo! again, i was surprised to know that current topic being taught when i enter that school was Chapter 3 Chemistry, because week before when i was still in regular school, the last topic my teacher taught us was still 'Introduction to Chemistry'. i think because the teacher that teach chemistry in my regular school seldom enter class, and he talk about New Zealand when he supposed to teach us about Siem Reap (analogy, analogy).
i mean, he talks about condom in Introduction to Chemistry. yepp, i remember until now. (my brain tends to remember unimportant dirty details like that, i wonder why=P)
i managed to cover almost all the topic that i left behind, and score 74 for my exam 1st quarter of the year (paper March), and didn't attend an additional class discussing the paper with the teacher.
the teacher was so mad at me, she told the whole class
"budak R (bukan nama sebenar) tuh berlagak! dah la budak baru, baru dapat A2 dah sombong, tak masuk kelas saya! tengoklah ujian seterusnya nanti macamana!" (something like this lah, not exact words)
i was so scared being told about this by a friend. some said that the teacher is a "pendendam punya orang, sekali dia tak suka orang tu, dia takkan suka orang tu sampai bila2."
i told my self "good work R, what a good start at a place where u hate most"
i remember once when we in a lab (waktu sekolah menengah, tak pakai labcoat tau. heheh) after finished an experiment, i asked the teacher where should i put the beaker that i just wash.
she answer me "haa! tu lah, tak masuk lagi kelas tambahan saya, simpan bikar pun tak tau kat mana!"
sah dia benci aku. apa kaitan kelas tambahan dia dengan kabinet bikar? bukan dia ajar simpan bikar dalam kelas tambahan dia yang aku tak masuk tu.
"i gave up. dah jadi sgt malas nak belajar, sia-sia aku masuk asrama nih. hujung minggu ni, aku paksa parents aku keluarkan aku dari neraka ni, kalau diorang tak nak urus, aku lari dari asrama" aku bermonolog...
one evening, during prep, while reading a comic book, a good friend came to me and asked " ko tak rase apa2 ke Cikgu FB (bukan nama sebenar) cakap kau macam tu?"
"ha, lantak dia la, suka ati dia nak cakap apa, yang penting aku nak keluar dari skolah ni minggu depan" jawapan aku
"kenapa kau fikir macam tu? ko tak rasa marah ke? rasa tercabar ke?" dia sambung lg.
"marah? tercabarr?? hahah. suka ati dia la, dia dah benci aku, aku nak buat macamana lagi?" aku mengarut lagi.
"hurmm... kalau cikgu tu kata dia nak tgk ko punya result ujian seterusnya macamana, dan seolah dia macam harap keputusan ko jatuh teruk, ko tak nak cuba dan usaha buktikan kat cikgu tu ke kalau kau memang boleh sebenarnya? apa dia boleh cakap lagi kalau ko memang boleh? ko buktikan, takkan dia nak marah lagi lepas tu?.."
dia sambung lagi...
"tengok la nanti macamana..." dan aku pun blah dari kelas itu, isap rokok kat luar, menenangkan fikiran...
*no, i didn't smoke, thank you. i type that down just to add some dramatic effect to this story, like i was really in a deep shit, which actually i was indeed. heheh.*
i think again, and they were truths in what my friend just said to me that time. kenapa perlu aku rosakkan diri sendiri hanya kerana cercaan dan caci maki?
so i try to maintain my coolness, just ignore her the teacher, and try to do something about this matter, by study.
until one day...
sitting for chemistry paper for May exam (2nd quarter of the year) wasn't easy for me. pretty hard, as i can remember. and during a class when the teacher revealing our marks, i was scared like shit because my name being called 1st...
"R, 56%" she call me to give my paper back.
"wowiie, that was one big go downhill, my mark.. from 75 to 56? habisla aku bertambah benci cikgu ni dgn aku...." aku bermonolog lagi...
she continue "dan 56%, R, adalah markah tertinggi dalam kelas ini..." she smile to me.
i couldn't believe my ears, and my eyes! selamat aku.
getting highest mark although jatuh teruk for me in my class was something.
she can't say anything bad to me anymore, because if she did, she need to do it to the whole class 1st, before specifically pointing that down to me.
things getting better, and during form 5, i was among 5 students that score A1 for Kimia Ujian Selaras SBP, awarded Merit for Kuiz Kimia Kebangsaan, and frequently got the highest mark for chemistry objective paper.
not only for chemistry, most of my marks shows great improvement, i think. my attitude toward knowledge changes. i started to appreciate knowledge.
dan peristiwa itu antara titik awal aku kini...
Terima Kasih Faezah binti Datuk Che Mat =D
dialah yang telah menasihati aku waktu teruk aku kena 'bambu' dgn cikgu kimia tuh.
p/s- tapi takdalah aku dendam dgn cikgu tu plak, sbb somehow, lps aku score orait kimia, seolah aku dah jd teacher's pet plak. sampai skrg masi kontek tau. hehe