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the week that arent so badd [part 2];

well,
i made dis entry to continue my story from the last entry i posted. so, here goes. .

hm. there was this fireman,
he came to our school and began a speech which happened to be boring.
okay, honestly.
it didnt get that boring when he started to throw things on the stage.
yeahh, he was babbling about things that can make a fire burns the worst and then,
he said he will go and show the 'dangerous stuff' that happen to be stored at the side part of the stage.
i started to show some interest by waking up from my nap and
held my head up so i can see what he was doing.
i giggled when he continue to throw things on the stage.
there were those newspapers which form3 students used to cut and stepped on on the other day when the teachers asked us to stay back and do this thing so called 'Newspaper-in-Education' contest for the English Week.
there were also some other things that can burn so easily.
ughh. it all went boring once again when the fireman started to babble about stuff i dont want to hear.
i continue my nap by covering my face with both of my hands and quickly woke up when the speech almost come to an end.
whatever.

on the same day,
as i was loitering in a class with some friends,
the teacher from the class nextdoor suddenly appeared from no where[hahaa!] and
caught me entering others class.
she forced me to enter her class, well i could run but i dont want to be violent because she's kinda fun and, kind.
so i followed her into her class and sat on a chair.
i was told to copy down whatever she was teaching cus i told her that i was in the next class because i wanted a friend to tutor me with this problem called maths.
hahahaa. i told her the truth, of course.
i wont lie about stupidd stuff - a thing that dont worth lying for.
infact, i like telling the truth because it sounds funny. hehee!
that was the first time, ever, i was caught being in that class and was the first time for me to be told to enter mrs.chee's class.
there wont be the second time.
;DD

hm, the next day - after recess, was Geography.
suddenly, teacherPrem knocked[i wasnt sure] on the door and started with her loud yet not very clear voice.
she said things like, "whoever wants to enter the spelling competition can come to the school library after this. who wants to volunteer?" and
of course, no one response positively. so she said,
"i know there'll be no one who wants to volunteer so i had chose one student. Nurul, nurul haffizah. bla bla bla.." and
i was talking and staring and babbling about on my chair. and..
"and you, umirul! i want u to take part as well. where is umirul?? i want both of you to be there at 11o'clock and bring your pencil case as well." so,
i put up my hand and stared at her for a while. am i invisible ?
she said it like, i was being bad all the time and the competition was like a punishment for me. ughh., who cares.

at about 11:10 am later,
me and haffizah got out from the class and walked to the library.
we entered the library and saw loads of students.
i didnt expect that there'll be so many students taking part.
we were seated but after some moment, both of us and the other two friends that took part as well were asked to sit somewhere else.
finally, the four of us sat at the back of the library.
after some time, there left me and irisha.
amirah and fizah went to hang with some other friends of the same form.
all of the f3 students waited and waited for our turn to come.
: )

it felt cold enough to make my hand sweat for no reason.
hahaa. it was pretty cold i felt like sleeping.
the atmosphere felt good for a moment.
the light and the chair comforts me. and,
the odour of books. i lovee the smell of books[i'm pretty odd at times]..
then, the teacher told all the form3 students who took part in the competition to sit infront.
and the competition started.
on the first round, only isha, amirah, adrian, faizal and me were left and the other have to go back to their classes.
dum, dum, dum dee dum, dumm..
then, faizal said, "cuak doww. heheeehe!" and i agreed.
later, faizal had to leave while adrian won the first place.
me, isha and amirah shared the same marks so we hav to do another spelling.
after sharing the same marks for twice the time, i won the 2nd place and the two have to compete again because they hav the same marks.
teacherPrem and teacherYati gave Adrian and me the prizes.
after that, both of us chatted and walked to our classes. lalalaa~
later, i heard that amirah won the 3rd place. weee!
3 cheers for amirah. cheers!
and congrats to isha bcus she had successfully made it that far.
: )

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