assalaamualaikum,

first second day of school! we got our timetables and new EZlink cards. lessons were conducted, except is was more for the teachers to get to know us, or vice versa.

so yeah, in the morning when i reached school i helped my mum to organise the EZlink cards. blahblahblah, then went to line up. after all that, we went to class and abg mr. syahideen ( NO idea how to spell. heheheh ) relief-ed mr ismam's class together with abg mr. azhar ( haha that sounds weird XD ). the minister of ( i cant really remember what ) was over at the building, checking things out so we had to behave. hahaha

so yeah, i'm LOVING Stall 2 at the canteen. WESTERN FOOD!!!!!!!!! gaaaaahs. had roti kirai for recess just now. seriously, i loooove the food there. more variety than the last time! lol.

oh yeah, also found out that ustaz a ( not to be mentioned in public ) will be teaching us arabic. like ohmygoooooooosh. so scary like heaven seh when he entered! everybody was quiet, really really quiet, most probably because noone dared to speak or even move. after straightening things out, he gave salam and sat us down.

he was speaking completely in arabic. we were like, whaaaaa..? then he asked for the date. he asked one of the boys ( cant remember who. was scared half-dead ) for the day and month. then came the year. *jengjengjeng*

nobody remembered what "thousand" was in arabic! a lot of us had to stand up when being questioned, including me. i didnt dare to look at ustaz's face. but just one glance, and i was called. he asked for my name, i said naadhirah, and he said, "naadhirah binte razak.." i was like.. -_______________-" tak pentingggggg nk name bpk. he asked me for the year, and i kept silent. hey, ya think i can say two thousand and nine in arabic?

after asking quite a number of students in the class, he asked amir.. and amir replied ( confidently ) alfain wa tis'ah. we were all.. aaaah -.- so yeah, ustaz made us all repeat the year. then he asked for the hijrah year. i knew it in english ( 1430H ), but of course, didnt know how to translate it to arabic. it was then that i only open my mouth ( i was mumbling to myself about the date. heh ) and ustaz snaps at me, telling me not to talk in class. once again i was like.. -_________________________-"""""""""" I WASNT TALKING!! all i did was open my mouth for goodness sake.

so yeah, overall, ustaz's class is scaaaaaaaary. so scary i almost cried. no seriously. there were tears in my eyes when he left. he gave us salam, then left the class. everybody was holding their breath. when he was out of earshot, everyone went ballistic, complaining about how afraid they were, blahbetty blah. dian had tears in her eyes too. haha.

and yeah, MR ESMADI IS AWESOME!!! haha. i mean, he's pretty cool. he's funny. very funny. lol. my class warmed up to him easily. we've also met ustazah muayanah. she's quiet. haha. and friendly lah. have yet to meet mr muneer and ustaz dzarif ( i love his voice! hahaha ) mr izzad has taught us before, so yeah.. mr muneer, only taught us physical education before.

and yeah, our EZlink cards! kosong seh card. hahaha. mr ismam said we could refund the money in our old card and put it into our new card. thing is, my old card tinggal -60cents hahahaha. nak refund ape seh! XD wanna go home by MRT tomorrow. i miss the train okay! and i keep falling asleep in the bus. tkt miss stop. da lah tinggal jaoh. lol.

oh yeah. our last lesson, was like normal, fooling around with dian ( my CB!! gahahaha ) and tho. then somehow dian brought up the topic about abg syaheer when playing with tho and i instantly felt uncomfortable. cause heck, i got nothing on the subject. kept quiet, sat in the teacher's chair, swung around till assembly. i was quiet on the way there. i dont know really why i was that way. tho was with dian, talking about a subject apparently i wasnt allowed in ( what the heck i dont care anyway -.- if you dont want me to know then i wont go around trying to find out. because that's obviously what you think i do, right? go around collecting gossip? well obviously you've judged me wrong. and who ever let you go around judging people by what you see anyway? what the heck! ) so i kept quiet when on the way to the void deck, i kept quiet at the void deck, i kept quiet when walking with tho after assembly. i just wasnt in the mood to talk. so you see, i can be quiet.

oke so.. tujeeeee!
tomorrow school curriculums will start as per normal.. meaning actual studies and books. and yells. *jengjengjeng*
assalaamualaikum!





Synaad Gates-Cullen :)
P/S LIKE OHMYGODDDDDDDDD. aku stress gle babs punye!! i dont know how to pack siaaaa!!! so many books.. so many subjects.. so much pressure.. O.o *faints* seriously seh. they didnt tell us the things we need to bring and now im tearing my hair out like helllllllll! i want to pack my bags and just go to sleep, but then i gotta label my books first. before i label my books, i wanna wrap them. but i cant find the goddamned plastic wrap!!!!!! haiya. *bangs head bangs head bangs head bangs head* there are a thousand things going on in my brain right now. im so confused. SOMEBODY HELP MEEEEE! MY BRAIN IS OVERLOADED!!!!!!!

PP/S what the hell. the plastic wrap was right beside my laptop. and the tape was juuust on my table. not only have i lost my mind, i've lost my eyesight too. T.T

PPP/S LOOK HOW HEAVY MY BAG IS!!! and i've even got my thick books in hand! WTFFFFFFFF. bey class bape tinggi ah! patah blkg seh! bey teachers blh pki lift ah! ktrg ni sume bag berat2 class tinggi2 kene naek tangge? KLAKA KEPE?! and we have yearly checkups with those nurses, and they tell some of us that we got crooked spines. AND HOW DO YOU THINK THAT HAPPENED, HAH? our goddamned bags and books lah! goddd. aku spine da terok, nak terok2kn lagi? lame2 mampos jgk lah!

PPPP/S remind me to revise more on my arabic. i'd die if ustaz a asked me something and i'm thinking, "what in God's name did he just say?!" FAIL, naadhirah, FAIL. no Jayyid Jiddan for youuuu!!~

PPPPP/S hahahahahaaha

PPPPPP/S HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!

PPPPPPP/S it's been proven. i have gone completely whack.

PPPPPPPP/S and oh gosh. my school bag is hell heavy. *cries for mercy*