I'M SURVIVE!!! ALTHOUGH THERE'S AN ACCIDENT, I DID IT!!! I FINISHED THE LATDIS!!!!!
God, this is the one of the most happy moment in my life. It was a hard day when I go there and found out that I have to wake up at 3 a.m. It's really weird but I swear, THE MOST TIRING MOMENT IS WHEN I'M EATING IN LUNCH ROOM!
Yeah, have lunch must be a fun time. But in the reality, no. I have to used the table manner. THERE MUST BE NO VOICE WHEN WE'RE EATING. God, it's shocking every time someone make a voice. All seniors will screaming and get mad at anyone in the room, whereas only one at fault. And all juniors will had a punishment from that. Push-up or "pompa" (it seems like scout jump, but we don't have to change our feet position when we're jumping).
And there's an accident. A damn accident. A foolish accident that shouldn't happen. It was night, and we had night gathered. There are two students that go to the canteen, while it's forbidden. When the seniors asked who are that, there's no one confess. Yeah, we had to ran around the masjid. And in that time, the boys dorm were filling up their water tank by a hose from masjid. To blocked the hose, they used a wood rod. When I ran, I didn't see it. And guess what, I fall down. With the wrong position. My left foot was folded like sitting position in sholat and it was pain me so much. God, it's the one of the sickest pain.
Then, with my stupidness, I continued my run and finally stop in front of my dorm. I sat down and straighten out my legs. It's hurt! And when the seniors asked me to stand up, the only foot that I can used that time is the right one. Yes, the left one was rigid and can't be moved. And some seniors come to me and holding my left foot strongly. AARRRGGHHH!!! I knew they wanted to help me, but it's gave me an unforgettable pain. And because of the pain, I forget how much pain of my leg which was massaged by a senior. I just can crying and scream "Astaghfirullah hal azim", "Sakit kak!!!", and "Ma!!!". And I don't know which senior is it, a female senior come to me and hug me and saying that is not hurt, I have to be strong. God, I hope she have all your kindness for the rest of her life because was helping me. That's so helping, but I don't know who is she because I closed my eyes when I was massaged. God, I loved her for all inside herself.
And I saw there some others who tranced and screaming all senior that they loved and they hated. The next morning, I found out that some of them were acting.
Then, my room mate were carrying me to the masjid. Thanks a lot guys, you helped me a lot. I don't know how if I didn't helped by them. And for your information I'm 57 kg. Imagine how tiring them when they carried me.
And also thanks to the nurses to helped me to reduce my pain. I thought it's just a pain. And to Bi Sum too, she also massaged me in that time! Thanks, Bi Sum!
Then, Sir Usman told the juniors to don't acting about the trance. And when the others go to the dorm and I was the rest, Sir Usman says "Kalau besok keadaannya masih begini, kita bawa dia ke rumah sakit." WHAT? HOSPITAL? I DON'T WANT TO LOST MY LATDIS!!! I DON'T WANT TO HAVE A SPECIAL RIGHT! DON'T!!!
And tomorrow morning, what I thought about my feet was wrong. It's not just only ordinary pain, but my joint in my feet was moved. So I fall down when I had morning gathering. Then I carried by senior to the health center. Thanks again to the seniors, you guys so helping me. And then the nurse asking my parent number. I said, "Bu, aku gak mau gagal latdis. Aku gak mau pulang." The nurse was confused, and asking the senior, and she said that it's better for me to go home and cure my feet. And then they called my mom and bring me home.
It's so sucking. Sorry, I'm sorry. Sorry.
Special thanks for:
- The seniors:
-The nurses
-Sir Usman
-My Pleton Senior : Kak Syifa and Kak Aab
-My Pleton friend (Pleton 6)
-My family, of course
-The mysterious senior who helped me, thanks a lot, Kak!
Bye.
And there's an accident. A damn accident. A foolish accident that shouldn't happen. It was night, and we had night gathered. There are two students that go to the canteen, while it's forbidden. When the seniors asked who are that, there's no one confess. Yeah, we had to ran around the masjid. And in that time, the boys dorm were filling up their water tank by a hose from masjid. To blocked the hose, they used a wood rod. When I ran, I didn't see it. And guess what, I fall down. With the wrong position. My left foot was folded like sitting position in sholat and it was pain me so much. God, it's the one of the sickest pain.
Then, with my stupidness, I continued my run and finally stop in front of my dorm. I sat down and straighten out my legs. It's hurt! And when the seniors asked me to stand up, the only foot that I can used that time is the right one. Yes, the left one was rigid and can't be moved. And some seniors come to me and holding my left foot strongly. AARRRGGHHH!!! I knew they wanted to help me, but it's gave me an unforgettable pain. And because of the pain, I forget how much pain of my leg which was massaged by a senior. I just can crying and scream "Astaghfirullah hal azim", "Sakit kak!!!", and "Ma!!!". And I don't know which senior is it, a female senior come to me and hug me and saying that is not hurt, I have to be strong. God, I hope she have all your kindness for the rest of her life because was helping me. That's so helping, but I don't know who is she because I closed my eyes when I was massaged. God, I loved her for all inside herself.
And I saw there some others who tranced and screaming all senior that they loved and they hated. The next morning, I found out that some of them were acting.
Then, my room mate were carrying me to the masjid. Thanks a lot guys, you helped me a lot. I don't know how if I didn't helped by them. And for your information I'm 57 kg. Imagine how tiring them when they carried me.
And also thanks to the nurses to helped me to reduce my pain. I thought it's just a pain. And to Bi Sum too, she also massaged me in that time! Thanks, Bi Sum!
Then, Sir Usman told the juniors to don't acting about the trance. And when the others go to the dorm and I was the rest, Sir Usman says "Kalau besok keadaannya masih begini, kita bawa dia ke rumah sakit." WHAT? HOSPITAL? I DON'T WANT TO LOST MY LATDIS!!! I DON'T WANT TO HAVE A SPECIAL RIGHT! DON'T!!!
And tomorrow morning, what I thought about my feet was wrong. It's not just only ordinary pain, but my joint in my feet was moved. So I fall down when I had morning gathering. Then I carried by senior to the health center. Thanks again to the seniors, you guys so helping me. And then the nurse asking my parent number. I said, "Bu, aku gak mau gagal latdis. Aku gak mau pulang." The nurse was confused, and asking the senior, and she said that it's better for me to go home and cure my feet. And then they called my mom and bring me home.
It's so sucking. Sorry, I'm sorry. Sorry.
Special thanks for:
- The seniors:
- Kak Dila
- Kak Dela
- Kak Anti
- Kak Alya
- Kak Intan
- Kak Eta
- Kak Tarin
- Boys senior
- Tyas
- Decca
- Anes (Thank you so much Nes, you agree to exchange our bed!)
- Ade (Thank you De, thanks)
- Ken
- Yiyi
- Cimon
-The nurses
-Sir Usman
-My Pleton Senior : Kak Syifa and Kak Aab
-My Pleton friend (Pleton 6)
-My family, of course
-The mysterious senior who helped me, thanks a lot, Kak!
Bye.
