Loss of Idea.

Dear Efficient Blog,


  Today is a really dull and random Tuesday. So as usual, there was an assembly, the boring old assembly, nothing that could catch our ears. The same old crap, the same old words which just registered as "invalid key" in our brain system. Beep beep. Right, so after the assembly, we head into our class as usual and begin our lessons. The first lesson to start was Islamic Lessons. Is it just me or I feel that the Islamic Lessons took very long to finish. I hate the fact that we had to travel all the way up to go into the APD room. Yes that hot, stupid, ugly room. Guess what, I slept most of the time during the class. Of course, I looked down, as if I was doing something when the fact was I'm actually in my dreams. Lucky enough for me, Ustazah didn't noticed. 


Then, after the class ended, we headed back to our classroom. The next lesson was English. As usual, he's always early for class on Tuesdays and he is always with his talks about the country, corruption, values, bla bla and bla. He's funny, so I don't really mind hearing his stories. Alright, let's move on to the next part, as I think this post is getting a little too boring. During Modern Maths, Me, Siti and Alia asked Nasrul to act like a homo. Guess what, his act didn't really turned out like a homo, but rather SEXY. HAHA. Then during Physics class, me, Fara, and Alia didn't knew anything else better to do so we imitated Khairul's way of talking and behaving. Yeah, he didn't turned up at school today. WAIT, Khairul don't get wrong idea. We're not your fans, we're just imitating you for fun. Yeah so I guess that's all I would blog about today, since nobody really had an idea on what to write. 


Written by Sharmine.
From Miami with Love.