Sunday, May 20, 2007

Who is more worthy?

Sem 2 exam just begun. The perpetual stress started.Econs down, still 5 more to go...waiting and craving for 25th. For the 1st time in my entire life, I am home sick!!!! Probably because of the outgoing seniors. Sadly, the laughters and memoirs that they left kept lingering in my mind. Each time I passed by the concourse, the wakaf, DS, their shadows seemed motiling around those places. Parties, meets, dates and even breaking law moments remained fresh, as if like they just left seconds ago. Cries and weepings takes place, hand shakes exchanged, but could this be a solution to their farewell? I tried, the emptyness was never filled on my way to LRC. I had no mood at all for supper. No laughters only silent cries. Hopefully, I can adapt to the emptyness as soon as possible.

Is humanity a part of IB? Has IB removed its so called ethics? Morality? I was hanging out at one of the girls block (outside) bidding my last farewell to my closest seniors. One of them asked for my help to sell some books. It was somehow raining, and logicly, I would have no way to shift the 2 boxes to my block within the shortest time as it was downpouring. There was this bunch of girls lingering there as well. Trust or friendship? I wondered. None of them give a hand! Where is the sense of "yi qi"? Not even bothered to help your senior? Excuses like tiredness seemed lame. One of them reluctantly offered her room but requires me to shift the books to her room myself. Is she in her right mind? How can I ever do that? I had the chance to screen through the books, most are originals, priced at leat double figure. Seeing that the block was close to total empty, I followed cresk in, carrying one of the boxes to the adjacent block. Guess luck was not on my side, I got screwed by the warden. Fearing my future, I tried explain. Out of humanity, I see that is a help I should give. And she replied by a total different topic - Community. I am not sure if her tudung covered her eardrums, but god knows that's a total different story. So, leaving me and cresk defending ourselves. Non of the girls fork out even word! Non... all they could afford is a pair of eyes watchin you die by your own!!!! I am sure, if all of them stayed by my side, I should be out of hot soup, the warden would be speechless! Since both of us are critical situation, all we could do is just crack out heads for more points. God never withdraw His love from His disciples. True, luckily, Jocelyn came back to collect something that she forgot. Thank God, she stood up to explain. I hope the letter on Monday helps. Meanwhile, this scene sent me thinking, what are friends for? To see you die by your own?

Somene told me I was too close to the senior rather than my batch. Well, why not? I take them as people who are more worthy! At their moments of departure, they are still willing to stand up or me! Clearly, having them as sisters and brothers are more preferable. I don't even mind if I were to turn my room into temporary store for them!

Friends who are willing to share love, waiting for you at your most critical moment? How many? I doubt....

1 comment:

DilaDora said...

stuart!
its been wonderful having known u n made frens w u in kmb. i guess in a place like dat we all needed each other as frens to brighten our days n to make life there not so bad afterall.
u know even tho we seniors left u can always keep in touch w us, including me. :-D
take care ya!