There's some logic to my madness

I fnished my exams 6 days ago.

About a month or two prior to the exams, the teachers told us that it's an uncheatable environment but I'd beg to differ. We did the exams in a hotel ; excellent condition for doing exams. It was in a room, a huge room. I'd say about 15 rows and about 12 columns of desks in the room. 10 - 15 invigilators. No cameras. Well there's this overhead sprinklers in case of emergency but NO CAMERAS. The examinations that I was doing was not that crucial or important, I'd say quite...important but not fully. If the student in front of you tilt to the left or right, you can see his/her paper.

The above paragraph is totally based on common sense and since common sense differs between countries or culture, your common sense might not be my common sense. *cough* Let's move on....

For some reasons, I feel like I wanna talk about the job as an invigilator. It's boring. Booriing. Giving out papers, taking back the papers, observing the students ooh...noo..invigilating the students. It's perpetual boredom. Nice environment to work in though. I don't know if invigilating is a part time job or their real job is in the British Council or something related to it. Meh...who am I to judge?

So right now I'm just downloading movies, comedies only. Adam Sandler, Kevin James, Rob Schneider, Vince Vaughn, Owen Wilson, Ben Stiller, David Spade oh yeah...let's not forget Jim Carrey. Their works are awesome. Well there are more of the comedic actors/actresses. Critics around the world might say their movies sucks but for those who wants a good laugh, it's perfect.







I'm currently learning this song. I genuinely didn't know that zorro can sing. Hahaha. Anyway, have an awesome summer holiday, for those who celebrate it. No offense to those who don't.

Been a long time eh? My apology for the delay. My exam is in a month time. Aiyoo, why am I bragging here. I'm free for a few days, because nobody is coming to school. Even the brainiacs who completed each task perfectly didn't come to school. We already finished the syllabus so it doesn't really matter. Forget about the school, time loathes me. Rewind a few days back, only 8 people out of 25 came to school and 3 of them took permission and went home in break. I lost hope that day, and possibly there was a big football match. I'm not teasing anyone or anything related to that, I'm not that kind of guy. Every country is different beacuse of their cultures. I know that each people are unique and different individually, due to the environment they're in, their core of personality are the same.  That's why, every country is unique with its heritage and cultures.



As you can see, I'm being left out since I'm not taking Arabic, Social Studies and Religion. So all I do is sleep, do my homework, revise a bit and other practical thing you do in class. Most of them asked why don't I go down to the playground instead of sitting in the stuffy classroom. They don't get it, what the hell should I do when  I go down. I'm already lonely in class and they want me to go down? I know the quality and the angle is bad, I took the picture secretly and my phone has a 3.2 megapixels only. Live with it.


This is the second most of important thing to say before playing dotA after "Bismillahirrahmanirrahim". If you are in doubt whether you'll definitely win the game or not, better say this. At least you'll be prepared. If you are Apiz, you'll be saying something that only a true gamer can think of.

I checked my dashboard about 2 hours ago. I got a whooping 19 followers. Wallahi I'm honoured. I guess this will be the last post for a month. Do wait for me!

So I just got back in Egypt 3 days ago. You see, I'm an eager learner. We arrived in Cairo around 6.30 pm plus receiving the baggage, putting it in the van, taking it out of the van. Anyway, we came home around 9.30 pm. I was the only who went to school the next day. My eagerness to learn is like the Statue of Liberty. Yes, it's enormous and has the right to be free. That's why you see me slacking sometime. If you want to congratulate me, erm....you might as well do it *wink*

My first day of school after the 2 month hiatus congratulated me with a welcoming suprise. Wanna guess? Cakes? Balloons? Dozens of people praising me? ohohohoh...wrong...wrong. It was a Biology quiz. At that moment, I thought for a few minutes. Should I worry? Should I be sad? depressed? shocked? My eagerness and my self-proclaimed calmness hit me. I told my friends that I'm lucky if I got a mark. Although, I'm happy with what I did even though I didn't revise back and I missed a few lessons. I've an uncanning ability to ace exams. My mom doesn't believe that. She believes in studying for hours like Chatur (Silencer) in 3 Idiots. I missed the mock exam for English and the teacher gave me the paper to do it at home. Another thing, I'm a trusted person, although it depends.

Now the next day. YES, THE NEXT DAY. It was a usual day. Sorry to get your hopes up. I have to copy 26 pages of Math I missed.

To talk about what I did in Malaysia. It was mostly Astro and Durian. For those who do not know what a durian is, google it up. I'll summarise it. It's a fruit with thorns and have an attractive stinky smell. Another thing, I watched "Guess Who" starring Bernie Mac and Ashton Kutcher. It was funny but I wish Bernie did not approve Ashton that soon. I want to see more of the bickering, interracial relationship.

Unfortunately, the storyline is almost the same as "Meet the Parent" and their sequel and prequel. That's why it needs more of the interracial jokes. Let me put up a conversation between them. If you didn't laugh, you do not have a sense of humour like mine.

*Both of them walking to the lobby of a hotel*

Bellhop : Would you like me to take your bag sir?
Aston    : No, thank you
Bernie   : What? Afraid he's gonna steal it?
Ashton   : It's...just one bag...
Bernie    : Let me tell you something son. Theresa's (Ashton's girlfriend in the movie) grandfather was a bellhop for 60 years and he never stole nothin'
Ashton    : Hello! *asking the bellhop to take his bag*
Bernie     : So he's your slave now eh?
*The bellhop approaching*
Bellhop    : Yes sir?
*Moment of silence*
Ashton     : ...I.....don't know....

I laughed at that and there was a part where Ashton told black jokes during a family dinner. Haha, movie is a business that will never get old. This is the ending pargraph. So long folks!

You know, I went to Sinai nearly about a month ago and been saving a bit of what I've written in a draft. I don't think I'll continue it.

Anyway, a week ago, there was kinda like a motivational speech about 'Hijrah'. You know what, I really enjoyed it. Before I tell you the best part let me just introduce the guest who made a speech, they were two. One was an Egyptian, graduated from Azhar University, Ambassador of Bank Islam Malaysia (I think) to something and is now working in France. The other one was a woman, she wasn't the 'star' in that function, all I can say is that she has masters in teen psychology.

YEAAAAHH! Sheikh Mohamed Abdel Aziz Mahmoud Ghonim. He has my honourable respect. He speaks 4 languages. Arabic, English, French and last but not least....MALAY. Not only that he can 'kecek kelate'. AWESOME. He speaks with a Kelantan dialect. He learned Malay in nine months which he divided the learning steps into 3 phases. He's funny too. He said that he's been friends with Malaysians for 15 years from what I heard. Languages are white gold since time is gold or maybe K...nahh it'll burn. Let's just stick to white gold.

For the other one, nah...I'm not that interested. If you insist, I'll just write a few things about her. She has traveled to many places. She made like an English unit in Malaysia, Dubai and now currently teaching in Egypt for the Azhar's students. I accidentally forgot her name. It just slipped my mind. Which is better than my brother, sleeping throughout the whole function, with his mouth wide open. I doubt if only 1 had taken his picture like that. Must be at least 3.

My dad cut off the internet coz my brother and sister are having exams this coming week. Haissssh...right now, I'm just using the advantage of him forgetting to block the internet after calling his relatives. Once again, that Sheikh there, was the first Egyptian I know that can speak Malay. I was traumatized by the awesomeness. It was truly an inspirational motivation. I gotta do some errands or what lazy people call these days, CHORES. I hardly ever do it.

It's been more than one week since the test had finished. My bad. You know I got a D in German. D is more like a B in Core and the highest grade in Core is C which is 90 above or was it 80 above or maybe 70 above? Nonetheless, 70% of O level is core. Anyway, I just got back from Sinai. Will be posting that on another post and let me trash talk in this post.

You know what I hate the most about that school? The teacher? Noo...The people? Noo...it's coz I can't laugh. The 'Science' teachers explains in Arabic and I'm able to interpret that quite well with my procasnitated brain but when they make a joke, I don't understand and people kept laughing. Now that's sad. Teachers must be funny. Yup. According to my book it is. If the subject itself is a boring one, a joke would have some kind of turning effect but anyhu, I'm fine, totally.

My English teacher. Hahaha..wait...let me catch my breath. He always stick to the English side of his. Anything American will create a disgust look on his face. I'll point out a few. " "Mom"? Is that how you spell "Mum"? That's bloody American. "Mum" is the bloody English". I don't think anyone except me laughed at that. He's not white. Really. I think he's from Egypt but migrated to the UK and his accent is thick enough to get me laughing. Another one, " What do you call it. You go to her house and sleep. Whaaat? Sleepover yeah? Pyjama Party...bla bla bla...very American". LMAO. Again, I don't think anyone laughed except me. What do you expect? He's the only source of humour in that school.

They changed the Math teacher for my class. I think that decision was acceptable and better. I don't know, I got 90/100 in Math which is a C. The previous one gave L.E 50 to those who got the full mark which is 2 people and that wasn't the reason for replacing a new one. I think it's because of the mark. I don't bother asking why.

So the trip to Matrouh was cancelled. One got no air-con and another haven't yet get a check up. For some reason, I didn't feel that down like my sisters did. I don't know, I just had a feeling that I'm not going to that trip. I was ok with it.

Wanna know more about Port Said School? I'm just gonna write randomly. Oh yeah, someday in my life, hopefully, I'll write a book. At least a book. I don't care if it's not published or any other reason but one day, I'll write a book. Whether it's in my 20s, 30s, 40s or even when I'm dying...ooh..that's a will. Suggest me a title. Maybe like 'How to deal with Egyptians' or 'Egyptians around your corner'. Nevertheless, that's the future. Anyway, my fancy name for now is as Mr. Ramsey addresses me, Mr. Malaysia. Hahahahaha...that guy is damn funny. He kept on singing the advert, 'Malaysia truly Asia....'. I'm always excited in his class. You know what, I've been learning insults that I can't even think that it's an insult. No worries, I'm a good kid. It's funny meh. I could write a short book for that. hahahah...nah I won't use it unless it is needed. I chose German. It's not that hard coz it's very similar to English. Although, Pakis would do better in pronouncing the words. Aiseyyhh...getting the past papers is a pain in the ass. I have..I mean my dad has to go to that place over and over again. I can go to that place by a taxi but you know, I suck in memorizing the roads and lanes. If the driver don't know the way, that's another thing. All I know is '3allatool', 'Yemeen', 'Shimaal' ..etc. So to dirext the driver the right way is a problem. I have free periods everyday. I'm not taking Social Studies, Arabic and Islamic Studies coz it's in Arabic. YEAY! I have more time to revise.

Woohoo..One Piece is the BOMB! I love Anime & Manga very much. Bleach...you disappoint me. Screw you Tite Kubo. Naruto is in the 'boring' state until Naruto and Sasuke fights.

Bye, thanks for reading.

Aicha, since you insisted, here you go!

So, it's been 2 weeks since I started schooling with Egyptians. From a no-Egyptian school to an all-Egyptian school is pretty dumb ain't it?

First day of school in a new school is always the hardest. Finding new friends, where's the toilet and the list goes on. What I like about that school is, they only wear a red Port Said t-shirt and a gray trouser. Yup, that's it. So I arrived at 7.45 a.m. Haih...first day of school and already got stopped coz of wearing another trouser. So I had to stand there for like an hour till the Headmistress came. Ouch, let me tell you what she's like. The face is EXACTLY the same as the on in PISC. The only difference is that, the one in PISC walks slowly and doesn't raise his voice but the one here...Egyptian style....you got the idea. She started to kick students out of school coz of wearing the wrong uniform. I stood there, intimidated. Luckily, she took it easy on me and asked to buy a new trouser coz that day, I was the only foreigner. I got lost while finding my class. Haih. When I finally arrived, I checked which was my class, a or b. OMG. My full name is Muhammad Hilmi bin Johari but I omitted the 'bin' part to avoid curiosity and confusion. You know what, THEY FREAKING EGYPTIAN-IFIED MY NAME!!! From Muhammad Hilmi Johari to Mohamed Helmy Geniry. C'mon! WTF is that. How can Johari turned to Geniry? I wrote my name CLEARLY on the form. Haish.

Second day, I was on the hot stool/chair..etc. Means that people kept questioning me. I thought I was the only foreigner there but luckily, 2 Vietnamese will suffer with me.

Now about the teachers. Phy, Chem and Bio teachers all write notes in English but EXPLAINS in Arabic. Phy is 50% Eng and 50% Arabic. Bio is 25% Eng and 75% Arabic. Chem is 2% Eng and 98% Arabic. I'm screwed? I thought Class 9 here is taking O-level but no. It's Class 10. Have to stay another year. I got a lot of free periods but I can't get out of the class of course. Arabic, Social Studies and Religion are the ones I'm not taking. I don't know about IT and German. German? YES! They gave me an option, it was either French or German. So I took German and now I've to write an essay about 40 words in German. HAAAAAAIHHH.English teacher is AWESOME. He's from England but has an Arab blood. He's so damn funny meh. He's the only guy that speaks FULL ENGLISH except for the Literature teacher, the ONLY EGYPTIAN THAT SPEAKS FULL ENGLISH. So that took out some weight that I've been lifting for 2 weeks.

So I made a few friends. As you all know, I'm not that rough. Egyptians here are...haih...arabs. You  know what, hardly any of them speaks Eng. Most are from National. Oh yea, I'm in Port Said British School. zzzzzzz...the past papers are just too many to solve. Very thick also.

So far, so good. I'm beginning to like this school even though football ain't there. P.E is only 1 period per week. Mafish football and we can't stay after school.

CHOW!

So last year, my cousin...erm..actually his 'rank' is higher than me and I'm suppose to call him pakcik en...but I'm a month older than him. So no pakcik arr. Anyway, he's now in Maahad (i dunno the rest) and he told me that there are a few of students from SRAI BBB. With no hesitation, I asked him what were their names and a few recalled back the days. Syamim also has a Facebook, so I thought he added them and he did. Want me to show the pictures first or my story? I'll put the pictures along the way la en..

So from Class 1 till Class 4, I was schooling in Sekolah Rendah Agama Islam Bandar Baru Bangi, SRAIBBB for short. I never liked that school coz I'm late every time. Usually the bell rings at 7.45 a.m after that, the late comers will have their name written by the prefects. I'm one of the guys who had their name written every single day. Haih. Tough time. The school usually ended around 4.30 p.m. Wanna hear a funny story? I went back home USUALLY at 7.30 p.m. Sad life till I was in Class 3 when my brother joined me. So at least I had company at that time. So what I did was, while waiting for my dad to pick us up, I went to sit under a tree, next to the sewage pipe, helping the teachers...etc. so many stuffs la en. That's one of the reasons why I lke schooling here coz I've the freedom to go to school and back home anytime I want. So that's the thing that I really hate about it. For those who have been my classmates, I'm always the quiet guy. Don't believe me? Ask somebody who's been my classmate. So, out of the 40-50 students in my class, I'm the non-popular guy...and still am. I chose my seats to be at the back. Oh yea, at this school, they divide the classes. Kinda like 5a and 5b but they divided up till 5. They divided it according to their grades. So the fifth one would be the lowest. Thankfully, I got into the top class every year. But aaa...If you are in the top ten in this class en, you're considered to be intelligent. I got into the top ten for like, twice. I know, sad. Full of smart people meh.

That guy, he's the guy I talked about when I said few recalled back the days. This guy is freaking intelligent meh. Respect! He USUALLY gets the 1st position, if he's unlucky, then the 2nd. Never have been an exam that he got the 3rd and below. I got really just a few friends, not above than 23. Hardly even I talked to any girls in that class.


The name recalls back something. I didn't really get to see her picture coz you know...girls this days. Taking photo with some friends and edited it till no one can see anything and stuffs like that =D no offense. Oh yeah, I had been the Class's head of the sanitation or whatever do you call it. zzzzzz...I got the trick. They don't choose you by how well your hygiene is, but how dirty your shoe is. SCREW THAT. When I got into class 4, out of the blues, the class teacher selected me as the class captain. So, an unknown guy turned into not-so-unknown la.

He replaced me as the class captain when I had to go to Egypt. Yeay! So, I'm beginning to find more of my old friends.

First of all, I'm sorry for the delay. I had been rehearsing for quite a while because I participated in the Annual Day. So we practiced and practiced and practiced. The day before the Annual Day, we, participants went to the Hall (where the place is) to get the actual feeling of it you know. Actually the rehearsal was shit. My Chem teacher came along. Wallahi, Me and my buddy was about to sit down right in the middle then she freaking yelled at us that we have to sit at the back.zzzzzzzzz. This is my blog yea? So I will reveal you a secret. My Chem teacher smokes and she is a freaking dentist. Although I have never seen she's smoking but the odour around her was all I need to know. Shhhh...secret, actually blow it up, I don't care (LOL!).The group to rehearsed first was the group directed by Mrs. Hend (I'm with Memma). When it was our turn, all of the teachers came to inside including the Principal. Aiseeyyhh. The Principal asked Mr. Mo'men what's the duration of the music part and this making-sure-everything-is-perfect stuffs. You know what, he asked me again to cut my hair and it was still short lew....

1, 2, 3 Fa Sol. We started our thing. There wasn't really an audience, just the teachers and when the Principal makes the sign kinda like, "Yalla, Clap!" and most of the teachers started to clap immediately. I was giggling like hell. This happen to children all the time when there is a 'boss' in the group of children. Then there is a fight (I always get enthusiastic when there is EGYPTIAN FIGHTS). The manager of the hall was pretty mad because those midgets eats and drinks in the hall and leave the rubbish there. It's different, I can't really describe the situations but they talked at first but when one started throwing fist to the other, better run away and DON'T TAKE PICTURES! coz the Egyptians Officers will enter and take the fighters for interrogation (etc.) and the one who takes pictures will also be taken to the HQ. My teacher had experienced this (Azhar student). He got beat to a pulp...nah I'm just kidding. You cannot find this in Malaysia Lol. It's true, but here go to a shop or any other places in the streets and watch what's happening around you. SICK!! Must watch. It somehow goes like this, Ya 3am, 3eeb wallahi and when it gets to the swearing part, it gets even better.
My bro is baddd...in taking photos...From left : Emad, Emad's driver and me!Imam, whom I made friend with. He kissed me as a sign of welcome. It's a tradition dude, don't think it the wrong way. If I were an Egyptian, I was suppose to kiss him back but I'm not used to this kind of thing. haha..This is totally normal also la..haha..

Now let's go back to the real deal.Don't remember why I was making the face..LOLZ..My music teacher, Mr. Mo'men A.K.A MemmaA preview of the stage. They were rehearsingHad to sit down coz of the teachers.Backstage...Sorry for the pic. My sis getting ready for her danceMr. Mo'men and his crew. This picture was taken right before the curtain was raised.Another picture taken 20 seconds before the curtain was raised.

We made many mistakes. awww...haha..no one noticed. Then more act which I cannot snap a photo coz they're not letting me to take one. zzzzz. Then the prize distribution and the National Anthem of Pakistan and Egypt and PAKISTAN INTERNATIONAL SCHOOL CAIRO HAD OFFICIALLY ENDED.Abdullah (left) is leaving. Guess where is he going to? MALAYSIA BEBEH! TRULY ASIA!

Chow!

No post will be added in the upcoming 3 weeks. Sorry. :(

First of all lemme tell you the good part. Maybe I didn't tell you this part about football. You see, There are like 2 captains in each team. First team( the BEST!) : Me and Evandro. Second team : Abu and Andro. The previous match our team scored 9 while they scored 5. I mean...we tried to give them chance but God has restricted us to do so. I scored 5 awesome goals. MUAHAHAHAHAHA. My team consists of :

1) Hilmi (striker)
2)Evandro (midfielder)
3) Imran (defensive midfielder)
4) Samuel ( goal keeper...don't mind him)
5) Roger (defender)
6) Abdullah (defender)
7) Qasim (striker..we put him forward coz he can't do shit in defending but he's good ya3ni)

Their team consists of :

1) Abu (midfielder, he's actually a striker but he's team is shit that's why he has to run the whole pitch)
2) Andro (defensive midfielder)
3) Mustafa (wing)
4) Emad ( Attacking midfielder)
5) Bilal (defender)
6) Pallav (defender)
7) Talha (goalkeeper)
8) Zain (midfielder)

Notice that their team has 8 players while my team has 7. But the game was SICK! We recorded it.

Haih...today in English, I got detention again. An IG student opposed Ms. Nerida's point of view and while she was talking about what the guy has said I started laughing. She caught me. But it was truly worth it. But of course, my friends tried to back me up and all of them are going to stay with me in break. WAKKAKAKAKAK...

Anyway, exam is coming and I still didn't get pictures in IBC. So I can't publish a post about the Zainuddin's leaving Egypt. I'll try my best to post it as soon as I can. PEACE Y'ALL.

I'm only gonna blog for 5 minutes.

"Samuel"I have already talked about him in the football post before I'm going to tell you some good stupidity right here. He said that he was born in Austria and live there...ok..we believe it. His lying ability is like cow dunk (can't compare with roger). He said that his mother is from France. Then why is HE FULL BLACK? but on a second thought, her mom could be an African-French but we got another reason to prove.

In facebook, his name is Samuel Walter while in his copybook, book...etc is Samuel Okonko i think. Pure Nigerian Name and he denied it. The whole class V Samuel?? It's true he can speak French quite well but...if he live in Austria then he can speak German right?? Let me ask him today, no time. =D

Oh yeah, 1 last thing. The most annoying thing is that he sits in front of me. His face is always looking towards me. He talked a lot of crap. Every time in class he will say this phrase, "Hilmi..Hilmi...you look like Japanese...no...Korean...no Chinese. You know why coz your eye is small". There are times when I feel like slapping him. Ohh..If Muaz were in my shoe, Samuel will be smacked by a Biology book everyday.

Aye..Aye...PEACE MATE!

Let's start from the morning assembly shall we?

Right after the national anthem of Pak and Egy have finished the Principal put on his disgusted face and called out 2 students whom I know. I knew what was the lecturing thing was all about...AGGRESSIVE HAIRSTYLE. zzzzz..after he has just finished, he approached me slowly and point towards me. So I went to him. Argghhh!! It went like this :

Prinicipal : You..whha..whhh..WHAT IS THIS? (pointing towards my hair)
Me : *silent*
Principal : Did you wash your face?
Me : Yes, I did
Principal : Then what is this?
Me : Ok..ok...I'll go wash my face

My mind was thinking if he is going to slap me or not but luckily I EVADED. Haihh..

The second period was chem. I think you know la en...no one likes the teacher. You know what, SHE FREAKING BROKE MY RULER! It's the second time in this year that people break my ruler. My first ruler was a barbie one (took it from sis). And all of those jakon people who have never seen a ruler took pictures of it and at the end of the day, that ruler broke. Luckily, the breaker gave me a new one. So, it was cool. But this!! A TEACHER BREAKS A STUDENTS RULER.

In Physics, the teacher compared me to Mustafa which my mom would compare to Muaz (everyone is unique la..). The conversation :

Teacher : Mustafa..HAH..why don't you get a good mark on the previous quiz?
Mustafa : SIR!! we are different
Teacher : Different? He has 2 eyes, 2 ears, 1 nose and so on just like you...
Mustafa : Nooo...He's White!

The whole class giggled.

aiseyyhh.....

I believe you have heard about "Samuel". Well the most annoying thing is that he sits in front of me. Every five minutes, "Hilmi..Hilmi...Hilmi..". I believe you have also heard that I'm the Captain. So before every subject he will ask me, "Hilmi, may I go to the toilet....please". My answer is no. This guy have some weak bladder and kidney or what? Oh yea, this guy is obsessed with a girl in my class and then again...he will turn around to me and saying that this is the song that he's going to sing to her. Despite of the fact of his dis-functional physicality, he's mentality is worse. He.....nah let's not insult him here. So, my friend keep asking me, "Why is he that retarded?". My answer is simple, "Coz he's black".

The next thing is with Ms. Nerida. Believe this or not......me and roger got a whole semester detention because of 1 question? The question was about her age. kk...I know that it's a bit personal but it's still a straight forward question. So, she has to talk to me and roger everyday. zzzzzzzzzzzzzz.....But i know 1 bribe that will works...muahahahhah. I will give her this apam i think. It's green. She freaking love it! and she kept asking for more and ask for the recipe. Perfect Plan eh? nahh...i don't think so. She doesn't believe in "Corruption" ; embezzlement, cheating, defamation and those kind of stuff. Who cares!! maybe she will decrease the number of detention. While in detention, she will lecture us. She's a feminist; a person who believe that both sexes is equal. She even change her last name to Atl; which means water in Native American language. Not legally yet...YET!

The moral is that never ask a teacher's age.

Let start with the morning assembly shall we?

OK. Usually the Qur'an recitation would go well but when the prefect called someone named Aisyah i think. *moment of silence*...All the teachers directly looked at Apiz and said, " Hafiz..goo..". hmm..what verb should i use? terrified, shocked, scared...etc. and to cover up he said, "*laughing* hehhehe..nooo". LOL..you should have seen his face. Anyway..they chose Hamza.

Nevertheless, we went to the usual club for P.E. Wohoooo..and the match was friggin' exciting. Ok...my team were losing 2-0 and they were all like HAhahaha..Booyaaa...zzzzzzzzz. But we focused on the game and WON! 5-3..woooo...I scored a hat trick. HEhehehe. After the match they were like My team sucks and that kind of losers-saying-stuff.

Then some news came upon me. I was volunteered to participate in the Science & Art Exibition. Wooohoo..YAY ME! huahuahuahua..Anyway, HAVE A NICE SLEEP!

Lemme kick it to you right quick. OF course, we all know that today is April Fool..etc. I'm gettin' tired to this kinda shit for example, "Look...there is blood on your hair" and the similar ones. IT IS SO LAME. But..there is one that i thought it was cool. A teacher punk'd a student. It happened in the morning assembly. The French Teacher and Roger. o.O Here's the conversation. (I watched and listened to the whole thing).

French Teacher : Roger, you left your notebook in the hall right?
Roger : No, I have it in my bag Miss
*while Roger was searching for the book desperately*
French Teacher : It was torn apart correct?!
*Roger showing his book with fear*
French Teacher : APRIL FOOL!

That is SICK! I yelled to his face that he got punk'd BADLY!

With Ms. Nerida, we organise a party every month. So, every kid brought their own food.
Suddenly, my stomach went wild on a Maggi kinda thing. It was a bit spicy. But..HELL YEAH! IT'S DAMN GOOD! I took 5 rounds or 5 pinggan of the Maggi. Really, It's the truth.

We celebrated at Hardees coz Husni, Muaz and Husna are leaving Egypt for good.

Look like a big pepsi right?? That's the art of Photography. WOHOOOO! Being a photgrapher is exciting!

Now, let me write like a goodbye letter to those 3 who are leaving.
I first met him in Rumah Kedah I think. Me, my bro and Husni were playing called "Bullshit" using a deck of cards. Spades, Hearts etc. kind of card. So, he came to a room that we were playing in. As usual, we greet each other first and he joined our game. Husni asked if he will join PISC or not and he repiled, "InsyaAllah". He was wearing something like a Tarboosh. I thought he was some kind of a young Mufti or something. . Afterwards, i got to know him more...and HAMPEH! like my Paklang would say, "CAKAP SERUPA ISLAM! TAPI MACAM BINATANG PUNYA PERANGAI!". Yea, that is my favourite quote. Anyway, he was born in the year 1995, a year older than me. He's a smart, tough boy. His position in Football is either a Defender or a Keeper. His idol is John Terry, Mr. Samer and Chelsea. He can't live without football as far as i think. I invited him to play DOTA but he refused coz he doesn't like a game that we have to click there, click here. But we're cool. So Muaz, I wish you all the BEST! i mean THE BEST! :PI came to Egypt in July 2006 while he came to Egypt in December 2006 or January 2007. Either way, it's not important. He has shared many stories, secrets, tricks etc. with me. He plays as a midfielder at first but now is changed to defence. He is fast. I usually play 1,2 with him. So we're usually together in a team. He plays kinda funny though. He plays dota also. But of course, I'm better than him. Sorry for the picture la...I have to zoom it. He was far, Don't want to walk far for a picture. Anyway, I don't want this post to be long, so i will shorten it. GOOD LUCK! don't forget to read my blog!wakakak...I wish you all the best and i still remember the "tall", the "short" and more! If you have anything more to share, please do. BE A PRO PILOT AND A PRO DOTA-ER. Alright!

Slapping a blackey and ask him to go back to his seat is part of my duty of being the Class Captain. *bows*Thank you..Thank you. But this time something happen...nah nothing big. It's just that Mustafa asked Samuel to go back to his place instead of me. Samuel pissed of and approached Mustafa face to face. I was gonna say, "Fight!Fight!Fight!". LOL...i would never do that because it would stain my reputation. So, I keep cool and just observe. Too bad they didn't fight or 1 of them start to throw punches. Sob3..Mustafa said, "If you touch me, I'll make you kiss Mr. Naguib". Samuel fled away. I was like that is the most fagot-test thing I've ever heard. That was before the history period and it continues after. Mustafa dissed Samuel again, "You spent your money on buying Gel but it's unfortunate that you don't have hair". LMFAO. Yea..that made Samuel pissed. I wanted them to fight so..Mr. Naguib will enter the class and I will talk about what happen..bla bla..AND I GET THE FAME!! but..my fame was crushed by Bilal. He stopped Samuel. So..get lost Bilal! In break, it was quite cool. We had an interesting match between WHITE and BLACK!. Yea..how awesome was that! It consist of ! Keeper and 2 desperate teams trying to win. Unfortunately..Blacky won. Isk3..

*sigh*