Sunday, November 12, 2006
Fifty-Six
Last day of being together with the whole class hasn't been exactly what some people pictured. I mean, when I left the class last Friday, I could hear people left and right saying sarcastically, "Well, what a nice way to spend our last day together."
They do have a point. All we did was play lots and lots of games, and even then not everyone joined in. It wasn't exactly a great memory to remember and smile or cry by. Like someone (I think Huda) said, "Everyone left as if we're gonna meet again for a regular class next week."
But come on. Is that so bad?
I think it's ok what. Maybe we didn't sit together and enjoy each other's company. Maybe all we did was play games. But, the way I see it (HA HA), playing games is what we normally do. Last day doesn't necessarily have to be special. We all acted normally, and isn't that why we all love (eheck) each other? Because of the things we usually do?
Besides, we'll meet again on Friday. Maybe that's why people acted so normally last time.
We played netball. Man, I used to hate that game. No, wait, hate is too strong a word. I disliked the game. I mean, you guys used to play it every Wednesday during PE. I'd look at you guys playing and I'd roll my eyes, thinking, "Oh, come ON, not this game again".
But then I shoved my pride up my butt and decided to play along. You know that phrase "If you can't beat 'em, join 'em"? Ahh liddat lah. Boy am I glad.
I'd like to think that I'm getting better at playing the game. :) I'll miss playing it.
Ok, that's it. I've only been sitting here for half an hour and already my right butt hurts. That has gotta mean something.
7:58 PM
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
Fifty-Five
There are two types of laughing, right? There's the polite laugh that we use when we just want to entertain someone. Then there's the
real laugh: the irresistible, contagious, overwhelming laughter that strains your muscles, brings tears to your eyes, and leaves you gasping for breath. The nice type of laughter.
Since Hari Raya still hasn't finished yet (bila nak habis ni??), I've been entertaining people who come to my house a lot lately, and laughing politely got really tiring after a while. Especially since adults always make jokes about buses and highways which aren't really funny at all.
But today I had some real laughter. Mas and I were playing this, alah, this game where we had to take turns hitting the other person's hand. If I were to explain to you what was so funny, you wouldn't get it, so nevermind. It was still funny, and it felt good to laugh long and hard.
A group of us also sat together to talk that morning. You know, just duduk bual2. There was me, Dinah, Suhanah, Khairunnisa, Wahidah, Seri, Zahira and Huda. We talked about rude people and funny experiences while Huda read a book.
But then someone opened a library book, and then another person followed suit, and then another, until all of us were in a circle, silently reading, each in a different world. The silence was calming, and I liked the image of us sitting together, reading.
The funny thing was that, while we were talking, Huda was reading her book, right? But the moment
we started reading our books, she closes her book, looks at us, and says, "Alah! Kite baru nak bebual dengan korang! I finished my book already!"
I think she was also the one to write on the whiteboard, with an arrow pointing to the corner where we were reading together: "Join the Reading Club! All you need is a book and a butt!".
Or something like that, anyway.
4:50 PM
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
Fifty-Four
Well, well, well. Exams are over. How about that?
I would whistle if I could.
I would type a longer post if I could too, but I can't. Time's running up.
Have a goood day! *waves*
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yjwJDOQNkeA
4:55 AM