An old friend of mine contacted me recently. Being older and wiser, I looked up to her back when we were in college. She was my mentor with whom I ventured through the walkways while she scoured for eye candy. She rated the guys from 1 to 5 and I took mental notes as I was new to the whole idea.
She also taught me words like "cuci mata", "control ayu" and "mengancam" and all sorts of teen lingo. Besides that, my mentor also taught me which kind of guys whom you should hit on as they can make you popular.
But between Chemistry and trying to make chemistry, I chose to ignore the latter.
One day on the way to class, I walked alone. A door opened and the head boy popped out his head and paid me a compliment.
The head boy? Me? Holy you-know-what! Of course I rushed to my dear friends to spill the beans.
Me: Kamu! Kamu! Tadi head boy ngurat aku!
My gang were pretty amazed. In fact, their jaws dropped because they knew that if the head boy hit on any girl, she will become the IT girl. Never mind that he wasn't good looking with a Charlie Chaplinesque moustache. He was the head boy.
Me: Tadi aku bejalan kan ke lab. Skali pintu class ku bebuka. Menyubuk ia pas atu di urat nya aku.
My friends: Apa katanya?
Me: Katanya kalau bejalan, control libai-libai!
And after that day, I concentrated just on Chemistry.
(libai-libai: swinging of the arms like those of a soldier while marching)
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