Louder and louder

Finally, the sufferings of my life had passed. O the hardships! The sleepless nights! The endurance of faith! The oh-mighty overwhelming circumstances!!!!! *Faint*

Uhm..actually no. I just sat for my last paper yesterday that's all. Don't ask me how I did, there's a reason why they call ACCA as one of the toughest exams in the universe. Pengsan lagi.

You know, yesterday, just before I went to the exam center, I MSN-ed a bit with a few friends. Yeah, yeah, I had to calm my nerves, so what? Apart from the usual "alah, setakat P5 tu, nenek aku yang buta huruf tu pun boleh jawab" kind-of-jokes, we got into a discussion about our exam memories. Trust me, those crazy bitches and I have lots of them.

I still remember when I was in my Part 1 diploma, I had menstrual cramp and I was so in pain that I couldn't stop shaking. Only God knows how the lecturers were able to read everything I wrote. Or about that one time while I was down with virus that I had to sit at a corner so that I could be covered from the air-cond's blast (Yes, I get sick a lot). Or the going-2,3-days-without-sleeping routine and went to the exam hall feeling all groggy like I just imbibed in 300 barrels of Vodka. Or when my black and blue pens ran out of ink and I had no choice but to continue writing in pencil (that was 2.3 or 2.4, I don't remember which). Or spending my time watching Euro 2008 even though I had papers the next day. Or when I went to a holiday trip with my family and got back only 2 days before the exams.

All those pale in comparison with this one incident. There was a 5-days-gap between F8 and F7 so I decided to watch The Golden Compass and asked this one friend to come along with me. While we were at the surau, her handbag was stolen and I feel guilty to this day because she refused to come along at first. After much cajoling and persuading from my part, she finally relented. One thing I have to say, she has to be one of the most controlled person I've ever met. If my handbag was stolen, I would've make a scene there and then. Actually, I'd prefer it if SHE made a scene. Her calmness and acceptance grated on my nerves. I think I'd feel less guilty if she shrieked and screamed and do the things I said I would've done.

I think because of that incident, I'd make allowances when it comes to her being impossible. Even if she called me at 2 in the morning and I had to go to work the next morning, I'd still layan her even though all I wanted to say was "POMPUAN!!! AKU KEJE KOT ESOK!!!". Or when she spent the whole night at our room watching movies or reading the E-books and I had to wait for her to finish doing all those shits even though I was sleepy as hell. There are lots of other things, but I'll stop at that.

She's my friend and I still love her no matter what.