yay!!found everything back!!

saya tiba2 trase mahu menulis dalam bahasa ibunda pada hari ini, lalu saya menulis dalam bahasa melayu!!!
dah lame saya tak menulis dalam bahasa melayu, saya trasa sedikit janggal aneh dan ganjil apabila melakukannya
padahal saya org melayu, melayu terengganu lagi. tapi sudah mengada-ngada.

kerana pada waktu cuti lalu, saya telah membandingkan durian yang sgt sedap di terengganu dengan durian yang x sedap lgsung di jusco. saya sudah hilang pertimbangan mungkin?

kerana mestilah durian dan apa2 jenis buah sahaja lebih sedap di terengganu!!!

namun begitu this is not what i intended to write just now.
im writing as a response for wak junid a.k.a sinyu's question :

dah dapat balik belom semua barang?

jawapannya YES!!!!

i have got EVERYTHING i lose haritu!!
so i am so happy as i have 2 laptops now

whoever instrested in buying a second hand laptop for urself, family, relatives, little sister or cousins, family or friends (i typed family twice right?) feel free to sms me. i'll reply as soon as i reload.

or maybe u consider ym-ing me. that would be easier. =p

so back to the story of how i managed to get it back!!! starts here :

i asked for Kirol's help to drive me to Universiti Tngku Abdul Rahman, and he agreed. fatin n syafa agreed to go too, and that makes the 4 of us sahaja as Dyane was too tired to go and i dun want to kacau her becoz i confirmed that the place is safe! i called Rina, the woman who called me few days ago.

the thing was, i lost her number since i wrote them down on a piece of a receipt paper and a day before i flew back to KL, i chuck every piece of too many receipts i could find in my handbag. thankfully, i still have the main office number she used to call me from. i called, got myself connected to the operator and she connected me to the student's affair. and she made me speak to the head of UTAR's student affair. it feels shitty to not know what should u say or how should u act. haha. i just cant deal with people of higher authority.

so after unavoidable mentor-mentee session (seriously, i dislike my mentor at first. lets call her Pr. she is too vicious sometimes), kirol picked me n fatin up at tangga kejayaan and syafa. siap bawak my childish police report lak tuh. haha. then jalan....luckily kirol dah tengok jalan through GPRS so we had little trouble finding the way. alhamdulillah finally samapi. i quite like the place, sbb banyak sgt pokok. padanla dengan name jalan - Jalan Tumbuhan. ya rabbi..a very good choice for a name of a street. banyak btol tumbuhan disitu.

the HEP was small, but the compound is nice. i would love to teach there in the 6 to 7 years time, if they still have that many trees around. the cafeteria was provided with high speed wi-fi. talk about having a mini starbucks in ur college, minus the real starbucks frappucino and their cakes. ok aku dah melencong. but i wish ipba have that too. ;p

the guard was nice, he led the way and showed us where the HEP was. once we found it, we traight away met Mr. Heng, the head of HEP. i was awkward, but i managed to ask how the things ended up over there, and he told me that the taxi driver's wife works there. and he thought that the barangs belongs to one of the UTAR students. he also gave me the taxi driver's phone numbr, just in case i want to call him up and say thanks. i w ill, but i forgot to reload my
credit. my phone is practically reliable for quick calls and few sms's. no more than a 5 minutes phone conversation. definitely not for a possibly long chat and many thank you-s. so with that, we head back to our college, and i feel happy!!!

but now i am feeling sorry for my father for still loving his vey3 forgetful daughter. siap belikan me the new laptop right after he came back from the platform. i love my father. i promise to be more careful and not to lose focus too quickly.

because i made everyone worry!!!

just the other day my family dropped me at the airport kan, so after i kish everyone gbye and walked in the boarding hall, everyone did not leave immidiately like they always do.

instead, they just stood and looked at me. even when i wave, my father kept giving me that 'how do i let my daughter walk alone ever again' kind of look. and i felt verrry bad becoz i made them worry. huuu....

i wont be as forgetful anymore
i really hope i wont
i don't want them to worry for me anymore
i am becoming twenty soon!
i am going to travel around the world on my own, so how can i let them worry?

i cannot!!!!