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MohammadHanif
Like most blogs, this blog has been misused as an open diary for the public to view. And as usual, this blog will either contain my random thoughts, something happy or fucked up. And thats Liyana. I love her alotlot :D
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get out of da bloody class!!!!!!
Wednesday, September 15, 2004
haloo....
wah, today i was damn lucki man.
i was TEN mins late for morning run.
if not for the trainee p.e. teachers hu kept mr choo bisi, confirm i kener punish...
well, then afta morning run was geog.
dat ms k. say she'll be observing the class, but neva turn up.
then geog, we didn't learn anytin, juzz du some recording (which we juzz copy from a paper mr C. gave us n transfer to our book).
afta "recording", all of juzz mind our own business.
some peeps toking, some sleeping.
me, scribbling shit on paper....
then next was CME...
we listened to this rock/metal??? song....
the singer "sang" the front part of da song then shout wadeva shit in da chorus part....
dun actually get the music.
nest was maths which was soo boring.
veri complicating.
then it was recess.
i stayed in ma bloody classroom to read ma stupit white man book.
afta recess was english wif mr m again.
wad loud voice dat guy has...
he asked akmal to leave the bloody classroom
dunno how it'll b 4 the next 2 weeks..
ok, then when its time to go for malay.
BORING....muzz rite a letter to the principal coz ma family member was in an accident.
afta malay was DNT....
another BORING period coz we listen to mr s tok ALL da time.
juzz wan to complete ma project ASAP so lata can du evaluation for ma folio.
then another BORING period, CME AGAIN....
so akmal muzz go out of da BLOODY class again...
dis time sumtin happened,
mr singh, HAPPENED to walk past our class.
so akmal got skolded lah, AGAIN...
then the dae ends wif no teachers messing wif me..
so fun ah...
summore, it rained...
veri coooollll...
then when going home, akmal got lectured at again.
dis time at the staff room by mr m.
dunno y dis guy can't keep out of trouble one...
one clever guy but attitude wise, u might wan to think again...
so, like ms k, u oso muzz change u'r attitude lah....
dats all for todae...
buaiz.

--anep--
Type-d by; ♥m.hanif


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