Seri Cendekia

1st November 2011, Tuesday, was the day that I hated the most. It was the day that I have almost wish that it will never come. Why? Because it was the day that I officially moved out from Seri Cendekia. I was so sad because nobody helped me to carry my luggage down. Not even Steven because he was working. This situation really suits a chinese idiom, "悄悄地我走了，正如我悄悄地来；我挥一挥衣袖，不带走一片云彩". 

The week before my final I told my housemates that I will be leaving soon and they had asked me to stay. I was surprised that they asked me to stay even though I only spoke to them less than 10 sentences in these 2 months time. Was there something else behind their sentences? Though I would love to stay, but due to certain reasons, I had to move out.

I still remember the first day I moved into Steven's house was the first day I moved to Cheras. But because that house's internet line was down, Steven had asked me to come our his house to do assignment. My first impression on his house was that the house was very messy. I was shocked too to see that the master room was decorated with cartoon carpets, children chairs and table, and toys as well. Perhaps these university students needed some toys and children stuffs to make themselves stress-free...

Days after days, I had stayed there for 3 consecutive nights. I was really touched by Steven's friendliness even though that time we didn't really know each other. The fourth day before I left, he asked me to come visit anytime I want, his house will always welcome me. But I didn't want to burden him anymore so I never go to his house anymore since that day until I moved in to his house.

Actually I never thought I could move into his house at first. After 1 month staying in Cheras Angkasa, I had to move because I told my housemate that I would only stay for a month. So Leng Kai offered me to stay with him and so I accepted. However, his room only has 1 bed and during those few days I stayed in his room, he slept on the floor. I didn't like this situation so I asked Steven whether I can move into his house since there will be an empty bed starting September.

While waiting for a reply from Steven, I thought I won't be able to move in because all of them are China Chinese while I'm just a Malaysian Chinese. After some time Steven still hadn't reply me so I guessed I was right, that they don't really like Malaysian Chinese. However, I was wrong. Immediately after I told him that, he said I can move in starting September semester. I was very happy to hear that.

5th Septmber 2011 was the day that I officially moved into Steven's house. The first few days being a housemate of some China people wasn't comfortable to me. 

I felt so uneasy Steven helped me so much. He helped me to arrange my stuffs properly. When I went to bed, he came to my room and asked whether I felt cold or not. Not many housemates are so much caring to the others.

Because at the beginning period when I moved in, the house has 6 people staying, including me. The house was so noisy and I was so uncomfortable to study and those times I really wanted to go home. At his home, I very seldom talk to anyone, including Steven, so I will only talk to those who were online at that moment. As I had got used to tell people my problems through online, I continued to do that even though after Steven and I became brothers and caused him disappointment because we promised to tell each other if we faced any problems. The day during AFSA Night review was his most disappointed day he had, because I was so reluctant to tell him my little problem because it will cause me embarrassment. But at the end I told him about it because I didn't want him to be upset. 

After some times staying with Steven, and after some conflicts we had, our friendship had became stronger and stronger until it became brothership. And because of this, I felt so reluctant to move out from his house. It's very hard to find a very nice housemate, a very caring housemate, especially, that will take care of you when you fall sick.

Anyhow, I had no choice but to accept the fate, that I have to leave his house. Thinking with a positive side, I should be grateful that I had the chance to stay with such a nice housemate, a nice brother ;-)

Today is 4th November 2011, it has been the fourth day since I moved out. Though sometimes I felt that I missed that house, my ex-housemates, and also my big brother, I have always try to make myself busy to stop thinking of them, especially Steven, who has created so much unforgettable memories we spent together. It's a bit hard for me to stop missing everything now, but I believe time is the only matter that can change me. 

However, I do not wish Steven will forget about me just because he has a girlfriend now. Wish he'll always call me a brother even after months or years we never meet each other, because once a brother, forever a brother!