Monday, August 21, 2006
Thirty-Four
Today's word of the day is vagary, meaning an extravagant, erratic, or unpredictable notion, action, or occurrence.
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Did you know that today is Isra' Mi'raj?
And that I have not eaten anything the whole day except for two spoons of nasi goreng?
And that baldness was considered the ultimate feminine beauty in Egypt?
I also read at a trivia book (kudos to Kk Han for borrowing it) that, in Medievel times, people who were sentenced to death were hung in such a creative way that they would die a slow and agonising death. In order to prevent the unfortunate dude from suffering, friends or relatives would pull his leg so hard that his neck would snap, so that he would die a quick death.
Aiyoo. Imagine having your neck snapped. You can probably
hear it snap. Ouch.
Anyway, school was kinda fun today, although I kinda yawned a lot cos it was kinda of a boring topic for me. I talked a lot with Mus, too.
Oh, I know it annoys Zahira and Nabihah (and maybe even SNN too, but, being SNN, she wouldn't say anything. I think). At one point -during Hadith- Zahira said, "This isn't show and tell, guys," which really mean "Shaddup alreadi lahhhh". Heheh. Sorry lah, ey. Me mouth very the big one.
Not that I'll be queiter after this, mind you.
Oh, oh, speaking of Science!
When Tchr had just came in and had stood in front desk, I had this little piece of eraser in my hand, a piece that I had tore off my eraser (I have 5 erasers, by the way. Mus ade 3 jer. Haha). So I was holding that piece of eraser between my fingers, and I wanted to flick towards Fiq a couple of seats away from me. But then I guess I underestimated my strength, because when I flicked it, it fleeeeeeewwww and hit Tchr's head!
Nobody else noticed, and I myself wasn't so sure if it hit her head, but Tchr was looking and rubbing her head as if wondering if some piece of the ceiling and fell and dropped her head. Me, I sat as quietly and as nicely as I've ever been the whole year.
Hahah.
And poor Mas was feeling so left out today. I actually think that she's always like that, everyday -duduk sendiri, diaaaam jer- but for some reason, she voiced it out today, which is fine by me. Unfortunately, when Mus and I
do talk to her, she's daydreaming and isn't listening to us. Merajok ke ape Mas? ^_^
Ok, will stop now. Just wanna leave some stuff Mus and I said.
Mus: *describing this blogskin* I want it, but it's sooo small, and then there's this black space...
Me: Uh? Black?
Mus: No, mane ade black!
Mus: Wahidah always SMS-es a lot of stuff to me.
Me: Really?
Mus: No, not really.
Mus: Dee, you're worth 5 bucks to me.
*Silence*
Mus: Gerrard and I have a special connection.
*Suhanah had just translated this Arabic word*
Mus: Just how do they remember all those words, anyway?
Me: *thinks for a moment* Maybe they read a lot of Arabic storybooks?
*Pause, then we both snicker at the same time, like
yeah right*
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5:49 PM
