so my school life begins in the middle of autumn. i think. the first day of school is always the hardest. well i agree with that statement. not because i`m new and can`t make new friends or something, but it was my school beg that was troubling me. i had about 9 text books at that time, excluding note books. but my dad gave me some confidence. so i had to tough it out. after i had collected my books at the library, this lady brought me to my class. the tension increased when she took me to see my class teacher, mr. nagueb. when i saw him, i was like shyt, he looks strict. but that day i learned something new, dun judge a book by its cover. he was a friendly dude. we greeted each other, then he told me to write my name on a piece of paper. after that he brought me to class 8. we steped in the class n i was like. *sound of crickets singing* everybody stared at me. i know i`m howt but plz guys. the class was small.. for my fellow friends at malaysia, u want to know how small it is? well, it is half of our class when we were in form 1. "big" isn`t it? but who gives a damn. i sat at the teachers desk. kinda cool right?? haha.
the first dude i talked to was, erm either beti or chapati (nicknames lawl). i can`t remember. we were like: wats up? fine. u? same. n then *sound of crickets singing*. aisey. the day went on as usual. i was alone all day long. after brake, we didn`t learn anything, i don`t know why. but we did learn eng n maths. during eng, the teacher noticed me. she told me to introduce myself. i wrote my name on the board. THIS IS A REMINDER GUYS. IF U`RE A BOY AND U`RE NAME STARTS WITH MUHAMMAD/MOHAMMAD bla bla bla, DUN WRITE MOHD/MUHD bla bla bla. people will be like wtf? how do u pronounce that? yeah i did that mistake. i was soooo embarrassed. i rewrote my name. n they were like owh! thats u`re name. the eng teacher then suddenly praised me, i don`t know why. she said that i look like a tough kid that can handle anything. i was kinda proud though. maths was booring as usual. i hated math. i tend to get sick if i see numbers. but u`re not in heaven yet boy. let the current of the river take u. and that day ended like that.
the second day of school was kinda interesting. but alas i started that day badly. the bus driver left me. T__T so my dad called his driver, but he was not available. we then went to the malaysian embassy and thank god someone was willing to help us. Dr tuuuuut. i can`t recall his name. i was so pissed of at that time. he called his driver to drive us there. my dad n i hopped in a robotic car. dude, that car was from the future of something. MSD nye kete leh la citer en. kui3.
i arrived at school kinda late. the assembly was over. not just that, the first period was also over at that time. but yay! i dun care about chemistry. its boring. we apologized to the teacher n i went back to class. i was kinda shocked because there ware 2 new faces in that class. one was sitting at the back while the other one was sitting at MY place, the teacher`s desk. both of them are malays. in addition they were siblings, not twins.. one sis n the other was her bro. kinda weird though for me. then this pakistani boy helped me to fetch a chair. after that i sat next to this new malaysian girl. ehem3 ceeyyh. haha. it was math period. i pretended to be concentrating in class, but actually i was kinda drowsy. i wanted to sleep. but then the malaysian girl spoke to me:
girl: excuse me, could u share u`re book with me. i`m new n i dun have the math text book.
me: (while handing the book to her) ckp melayu pun bleh.
as far as i can remember, her face turned red. why? because she thinks i`m not one of her kind. i mean malaysian laa. fyi, i was bald like a monk at that time. people think i`m indonesian or something.. but the rest of the day went fine. i talked to her bro. n i started to talk to other people to be friends with them.
moral of the story:
1) always have a timetable during the first day of school.
2) never ever judge people`s personality if they`re bald or something
3) making new friends is the best experience one person can ever have.
THE END
31 January 2010
30 January 2010
starting life in egypt 1
my friends in malaysia constantly ask me, "dude, wat did u do in egypt? is your house in the middle of a desert? wats so special about egypt? any hot egyptian hottie? hows your school? bla bla bla etc etc etc. same old crap. now lemme tell you guys the story how I survived after my plane landed in egypt. fyi, this post dosen`t contain any picture cuz i forgot where i put them. -___-
well, after my dadio, my eldest bro n me came to egypt international airport, my first impression was: "WTH IS THIS THE AIRPORT ?? EVEN MY SCHOOL CANTEEN LOOKS BETTER!" so we looked around us. n then this 50 year old dude came to us. he was my dads senior. he was about to retire n my dad will replace him here, in egypt. bla bla bla bla bla. we settled in at the marriot hotel, where we spend our 3 months-of-boringness. nothing to do except enjoy the view from the 13th floor. actually, we did take a little tour, guided by my dad`s pa. we went to the egyptian museum, visited the pyramid of giza, ermmm and many more laa. i forgot. 2 weeks after our arrival, my dad found a suitable apartment for us to live. and yeah, we built our nest there. haha.
then the time came where i have to go to "school". wats a school? i don`t know. just do what your parents tell u to do. but too bad by that time it was summer holiday. so i was kinda lucky cause the school was closed when we were on our so called "holiday". my dad sent me to pakistan international school (pisc for short). then i complained, why pakistan dad WHY??? why not british international school. and he replied cause that school is the nearest to our house and all your malaysian friends go there. so i was like HUUUH!!?? THERE`S OTHER MALAYSIANS HERE?? couple of days later, i had to go to that school to take some sort of exam i don`t know wats it called. i steped in the school`s office n i was like OMG. its really small. i mean it. REALLY SMALL. smaller then my bed room. it was a messed up room. while i was day dreaming in the office, my dad talked to the lady in charge. and then she asked me couple of question. name, age, bla bla bla. u get the point rite? then she told my dad, that i need to take an exam before entering the school. i was like ok. no prob. i`m the best student in my class u know. (NOT!)
the next two days i came to the school without my dads guidance. well duh, i`m the one taking the exam, not my dad. so she gave me a paper and a pen. in the front of the paper its written MATHEMATICS. she told me to do the exam in the principals office. i went there without questioning. i answered it with confidence. yeah rite. i just guessed them all. i had no calculator at all. so i used my brain with an IQ of a nut. one hour later she gave me another paper. ENGLISH. pfft. easy peasy lemon squeezy. i finished it less then 30 min. before i went back home, she told me to come back tomorrow to take another exam. SCIENCE. i said tarak hal la. the next day, i came to that school again, went to the lady to take the paper n i was seriusly schocked. she gave me PHYSICS paper. i was like this is bullshit. i never learned this crap. (i said that in my heart not to her.) so i manage to do the exam. its like math+science form 2. then she gave me another paper. CHEMISTRY. glurrp. i don`t have the guts to open the paper. so i didn`t answer anything. i closed the principals office door half way, n then i day dreamed for a while. an hour later i submit the paper, hoping she won`t take a look. God loves me more. she just slipped the paper into a file. and then she gave me the final exam, BIOLOGY. OMGWTHSTFUBULLSHIT. i went back and sat on a chair n finished the exam. i left alot of question though. i then gave the paper to her n ran home. i was happy. smiled all day long like a maniac.
TO BE CONTINUED.
well, after my dadio, my eldest bro n me came to egypt international airport, my first impression was: "WTH IS THIS THE AIRPORT ?? EVEN MY SCHOOL CANTEEN LOOKS BETTER!" so we looked around us. n then this 50 year old dude came to us. he was my dads senior. he was about to retire n my dad will replace him here, in egypt. bla bla bla bla bla. we settled in at the marriot hotel, where we spend our 3 months-of-boringness. nothing to do except enjoy the view from the 13th floor. actually, we did take a little tour, guided by my dad`s pa. we went to the egyptian museum, visited the pyramid of giza, ermmm and many more laa. i forgot. 2 weeks after our arrival, my dad found a suitable apartment for us to live. and yeah, we built our nest there. haha.
then the time came where i have to go to "school". wats a school? i don`t know. just do what your parents tell u to do. but too bad by that time it was summer holiday. so i was kinda lucky cause the school was closed when we were on our so called "holiday". my dad sent me to pakistan international school (pisc for short). then i complained, why pakistan dad WHY??? why not british international school. and he replied cause that school is the nearest to our house and all your malaysian friends go there. so i was like HUUUH!!?? THERE`S OTHER MALAYSIANS HERE?? couple of days later, i had to go to that school to take some sort of exam i don`t know wats it called. i steped in the school`s office n i was like OMG. its really small. i mean it. REALLY SMALL. smaller then my bed room. it was a messed up room. while i was day dreaming in the office, my dad talked to the lady in charge. and then she asked me couple of question. name, age, bla bla bla. u get the point rite? then she told my dad, that i need to take an exam before entering the school. i was like ok. no prob. i`m the best student in my class u know. (NOT!)
the next two days i came to the school without my dads guidance. well duh, i`m the one taking the exam, not my dad. so she gave me a paper and a pen. in the front of the paper its written MATHEMATICS. she told me to do the exam in the principals office. i went there without questioning. i answered it with confidence. yeah rite. i just guessed them all. i had no calculator at all. so i used my brain with an IQ of a nut. one hour later she gave me another paper. ENGLISH. pfft. easy peasy lemon squeezy. i finished it less then 30 min. before i went back home, she told me to come back tomorrow to take another exam. SCIENCE. i said tarak hal la. the next day, i came to that school again, went to the lady to take the paper n i was seriusly schocked. she gave me PHYSICS paper. i was like this is bullshit. i never learned this crap. (i said that in my heart not to her.) so i manage to do the exam. its like math+science form 2. then she gave me another paper. CHEMISTRY. glurrp. i don`t have the guts to open the paper. so i didn`t answer anything. i closed the principals office door half way, n then i day dreamed for a while. an hour later i submit the paper, hoping she won`t take a look. God loves me more. she just slipped the paper into a file. and then she gave me the final exam, BIOLOGY. OMGWTHSTFUBULLSHIT. i went back and sat on a chair n finished the exam. i left alot of question though. i then gave the paper to her n ran home. i was happy. smiled all day long like a maniac.
TO BE CONTINUED.
29 January 2010
fame
WARNING: THE CONTENTS OF THIS POST IS ABIT HUSH PUPPIES. DON`T TAKE IT SERIUSLY.
the idea of writing this post is when i was watching american idol. for any of u that don`t know wat american idol is, go to wikipedia or something. its basically a singing competition. whoever have the best vocal wins. so i watched the audition, fyi shows like this will be aired in egypt about a month later after the season has ended. third world country la katekan. back to business, so this 3 dudes travel from place to place in america (duhh!!, its called AMERICAN idol. not the world idol) to search for the best singer. thousands of people will wait for their turn to sing infront of the judges. if u have a voice like an angel, u`ll go to hollywood. if not get teh hell out from the auditioning room.
yeah u`ve heard it rite, hollywood. dudes, babes, uncle, aunties, policeman, people with diseases like cancer, waitress, collage students, street performer etc that signed up for american idol are dying to go there. why? from my point of view: FAME, MONEY, n to win the title THE AMERICAN IDOL.
hollywood is like heaven to them. no offense. but dudes, if u want to raise money to cure u`re disease or pay u`re electric bill, get a job or something. winning the prize money will not cover your cost of living forever. fame will not last forever. people tend to forget other people. if u can`t even remember u`re own classmate after 5 years, u think people will still remember a famous artist after 5 years? they can`t even recall they`re own grandfather. take micheal jackson for example. during his career he was known world wide, but after a while things got quiet like nothing happened. then when he passed away it shocked the world, but just for a while. will the fans gather at his grave and mourn all day long? the answer is NO! they will go back to their lives.
yeah u`ve heard it rite, hollywood. dudes, babes, uncle, aunties, policeman, people with diseases like cancer, waitress, collage students, street performer etc that signed up for american idol are dying to go there. why? from my point of view: FAME, MONEY, n to win the title THE AMERICAN IDOL.
hollywood is like heaven to them. no offense. but dudes, if u want to raise money to cure u`re disease or pay u`re electric bill, get a job or something. winning the prize money will not cover your cost of living forever. fame will not last forever. people tend to forget other people. if u can`t even remember u`re own classmate after 5 years, u think people will still remember a famous artist after 5 years? they can`t even recall they`re own grandfather. take micheal jackson for example. during his career he was known world wide, but after a while things got quiet like nothing happened. then when he passed away it shocked the world, but just for a while. will the fans gather at his grave and mourn all day long? the answer is NO! they will go back to their lives.
so my speech ends here. i`m kinda sleepy. so bye2 n gud nite ya`ll!!
26 January 2010
new blog! hip hip hohey!
test, test 1,2,3..
first of all, welcome to my not-so-perfect blog. i`m still new to this thing, so maybe i`m not good like other people. =]so last night i was thinking about creating this blog. why? after reading some of my friends blog talking about their everyday life and typing it down, it was kinda fun reading it. now i want to entertain people by telling my stories. hope you guys will enjoy it!!
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