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...Wednesday, just that...

Umm.. this morning we hd been divided into groups according to our uniform units by our teachers. Then, the teachers told us the area that we must clean and we cleaned them up that morning. While the teachers were giving orders to the pupils, I was thinking to run away from doing these works but I just stood there and do nothing. At least, I swept the ground and cleaned the canteen area with the other Girls Guide members. About 30 minutes after that, me and Khaleeda went away and do our jobs. Walking, looking, talking and etc..

While we were walking along the main building's corridor, we chatted with each other and met these two Girls Guide members.; Abrar and Farzana. They said that Teacher Yati called us. Actually, I saw Teacher Yati waving but I do not know that she was waving at both of us. Haha. So, I just walked and do nothing. Well, after the two girls called us, we went to the teacher and stood in front of me and Khaleeda's science teacher, Teacher Roszainah.

We were chosen to take part in the so called "welcoming" thing and both of us have to line up along the way while welcoming the Menteri Besar when he's walking to the school hall this Saturday. At first I thought that it would be great to welcome the Menteri Besar but then, Saturday??? It should be a holiday. The start of the 2 weeks holiday is on Saturday! Then, I thought about it again and again and came out with "It's OK to start the 2 weeks holiday with school activities. Plus, I can tell a little about it on my next post on blog.". Well, I think it's OK then. I'll come this Saturday.

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