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Tuesday, July 04, 2006

I don't feel like going to school today. But then, when I went to check on today's timetable..there's so many subjects that I can't afford to miss like maths, chemistry and history. So, I just stuffed my socks in my school bag (I tend to do that when I'm late) and dragged both of my feet out of the house. Aisah and I wore our socks before Mdm Kaur came to class. Overall, school was so-so I guess. Actually, there was supposed to be a maths test on Paper2 but Mdm Wong decided to cancel it and use that time to explain the answers or questions that we were unsure of. I felt that she was going too fast. Ariff and Zakiah thought so too..Ariff was so hilarious. Aisah and I laughed until we lose focus on what Mdm Wong was talking about..hah. During CDP, we had to go to the hall for a talk on self-grooming. The person showed us the do's and don't 's on self-grooming. Come to think of it, I always go to school with tousled hair and filthy shoes. I don't quite care about self-grooming now. I mean..I used to be self-conscious when I was in lower secondary, had low self-esteem and confidence. Moreover, I care what others think about me. Then one day, someone told me, why care what others think about you? And that got me thinking... Moving on, everyone in class talks about soccer. When's the next match? Who versus who? Who scored in the penalty? Who's got a red card? At times, I do feel a bit irritated. However, I have to admit that I do watch the World Cup but with all these fuss, I tend to get annoyed, you see. Anyway, there's a match between Germany and Italy at 3am today. The boys in my class knew that I'm on Germany's side.
During physics;
Firdaus: Iznur!Hari ni Germany lawan Italy kan..?
Me: Huh?aah..*looking blur as always*
Firdaus: Nanti versus Nisham.Die support Italy..
Nisham looked at me and smiled.
Me: Oh heh..
Then, I turned away to carry on with my work..hah.