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Thursday, May 7, 2009 !@#$% 6:52 PM

Aisha: Nenek Kebayan kau bilang aku.

Me: puki ah, aku cinderella ke pe, pakai nenek kebayan?!


Ahhh, okay, I wanted to post this yesterday but was too tired to do so, so here I am, todayyyyyy! -stop it Huda, you're becoming like Atikah.

Okay, so I had mother tongue paper yesterday, which was quite easy for Paper 1, amazingly. Paper 1 included composition and letter writing/dialogue. Picked narrative/cerpen for composition, surprisingly most of us did so too, and thank goodness I wasn't stuck any where in between! I thought I'd die without an english-malay dictionary, but alas, I didn't(hey, I'm awake now, aren't I? -I may be sick but am not dead!). And I picked option; dialogue for the first half of the paper- which I've done so for the past three years. Paper 2 was hell though, I swear. Maybe the first half of the paper was okay, but when it came to the comprehension, I wanted to drown myself in Nazirah's and Atikah's pool of blood, combined. No wonder Cikgu Suriya went through that hard-to-understand comprehension before hand- it was almost as tough as this one, it was easier to comprehend though. It's like Malay literature where NOTHING makes sense though it makes sense. -I'm not making sense, but it makes sense like that.

Anyways, after that, went to make IC, pft. Had to wait for a bit therefore lepak-ed with Atikah and Nazirah's boys(Joshua, Kavin, Kingsley etc. etc.) I'm calling them Nazirah's boys from now on, they do not own themselves. [: Kingsley was being pyro, he burned... everything. And Joshua was screaming for help. Then eventually, everyone else got hurt. Anyways, made the IC, went to prata then went study at Mcs with Nazirah, Ashique and Rauf. Though we didn't really study, just stared at each other because we get bored easily. Then Ashique came up with this stupid game, making us guess the artiste playing in his iPod playlist. Train-ed home with them then ended up waiting for my mum at the station. -I think the most interesting thing that happened was Kingsley's skill in pyrotechnics(with just a lighter). Makes me see that these boys have talent than just to physically hurt themselves. As said, everyone got hurt at the end of the day.

KEBANG-BANGS!
I do not miss one day of blogging without starting or ending with this so Atikah, thank me for making you famous. :]


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