Thursday, May 17, 2007

"i dare you to..."



thw went smoothely with revisions going on for the upcoming exams. the last period was p.e n for some reason our p.e teacher wasn't taking any of the classes to the ground. so we decided to go at the back n sit n chat. wen the idea of truth n dare suddenly came up. that sounded like fun although there would be more dares than truth. first was my turn, i chose dare...n i was dared to kiss on a girl's cheek, umm the fact the i m disgusted by ppl kissin on cheek wen they greet, should be enough to tell u that i refused to do such a lame thing. then i was told to remove our p.e teacher's clip from the bak which i again refused since i definitely didn't wanted to get into trouble therefore i was outta the game. i then made some rules so tat we wouldn't disgust ourselves nor get into alotta trouble:- no guys, no kissin or crappy stuff, teachers wont be involved, no doin cheap stuff, no doin anything that would get u into trouble.

we these rules it was kinda hard to think of something bold n daring since i know wat they were all thinkin before. but we did come up with some pretty neat stuff, actually i did. well, after me it was sabiha's turn n since she likes to put baby powder to make herself fair, i decided that she should put so much that even a white guy get scared of her! second was abeer.k she was supposed to act like a little girl, so we made the straps of her bag short, so that the bag wouldn't be haggin on her back. then she was supposed to put hair in order n suk her thumb lolz. then came sadia's turn, it was kinda hard to decide wat dare to give. but then we decided that she should where a scarf n pull her pants up n be all mummydaddy girl. this was all supposed to take place in bus area.

sadia made an excuse that she had to go the bus area n so did sabiha. but we knew this wasn't the truth. so we forced them to stay, although sadia did ran away we got hold of sabiha. she tried to avoid the dare by sayin that sadia had the powder but humeira got nailed her by sayin that she had one in her bag too! so took it out n started puttin all over her face. a teacher (ms cheryl i guess) watched us we were puttin on her the powder, she came to rescue sabiha but wen we explained the situation she quickly backed off n enjoyed the show. although sabiha wasn't completely white as i had imagined she did looked good enough. abeer buttoned up her shirt, made her hair straight n we walked into the bus area giggling our asses (course not sabiha)

as we entered the bus area, abeer started her actin n suked her thumb (powder thumb? :S) n sabiha walked on the road of shame. in the distance we saw some guys laughin off, sabiha became really consious of her looks n immediately began rubbing off the powder from her face, zeenat (her good friend) came to the rescue n prevented us from forcing sabiha to put more. n so it seems like our truth n dare game finished....not yet. abeer unbuttoned her shirt, made the straps long n stalked sabiha sayin "mummy!" (although her voice sounded more like duck than a child's) sabiha was gettin abit annoyed n we made the fun outta it. suddenly sadia popped in from nowhere, n we took out the scarf from humeira's bag (seems like she saw the truth n dare comin n prepared for it.) sadia began runnin away from us but we did have her atleast for a while wearin the scarf (that too not properly) she ran away outta sight leavin us three exhausted under the burnin heat of the sun. finally we realized that the gruond was almost empty n we quickly waved off our goodbyes n scurried bak to our buses.



"uncle! we gave YOU 30dhS!!!"



it was like any other day, except for the fact that the birthday girl was treating us even though she didn't wanted to come down at the canteen area. We had just come out of the library n luckily it was just the end of the 4th period. we ran towards the canteen to buy some stuff to eat. we gave the guy 30dhs, to buy 5 burgers n 2 hotdogs n 6 juices, but wen we got the food he was denying to give the juices since there was no money left! we were fightin for quite a while. i told my friend that maybe she didn't count properly, but she said she counted twice before giving the money. we knew that the teachers wouldn't listen n talk us out of it, so i suggested that we should go to the headmaster, we were hesitant at first since it was a big step to blame the school personnel but we knew that we were rite n injustice in our school is intolerable! wen we entered we saw him having a meeting with woman (probably a teacher) but then unlike wat we expected he was willin to listen to us, we told him bout the complaint. he told us to get a teacher so he could speak to her. fortunately we found our chemistry who was quite gullible enough to do this. she did the fighting for us awhile but it all went in vain. she told that she would look into the matter after the break is over. After the break, we had english. n all of us(6 ppl, me abeer.k humeira sabiha n sadia) were called to the supervisor's room. she listened to us n told the teacher to tell those guys (who were actually conductors) to recount at the end of the day. n if there is some extra money then that would belong to these girls.

school lights went out 5 mins after we bak to the class, this day was startin to get pretty hectic. as soon as the lights went out there was an awkward silence...i tried to break the silence by say "k now this is wierd" later electricity got bak on. first the ac n the fans switched on, then came the lights.
Sunday, May 13, 2007

"its black and slimy..." "yuck!!!!"


so today was just another boring sunday at school until wen i entered the class n there was this wierd smell of vomit clinging in the air...gah
then i came to know bout the tragic story of a classmate whose dress was stinkin like hell cuz some kid in her bad vomited on her (i always wanted to do that!)
after hearing, i went bak at my seat (bak of the class) n started listenin some music from my friends mp3 player, we were sharing earphones so it wasnt very easy to savour the music up to the best, wen i heard the most shrilling scream, and my friend ran from a bunch of friends laughin n someone threw somethin black at her
i later came to know that it was a black goo that u can buy from any freak shop available in all the citycenters. yah i remember my bro bought it a loooong time ago, it was slimy green in colour n his glowed in the dark which was quite cool. but this one was black, i really liked the feel of it, moist n sticky but it felt like jelly but more thick n flexible in ur hand. with my description i m sure u can make it out for how loong i played with it under my desk.
a friend of mine bought it to school to give it to her cousin her biggest mistake was that she let everyone see. ms siby our class saw sadia (friend) screamin as someone threw the goo at her. n the questioning began. but siby was easily fooled by illusions. she told us to throw it in the dust bin n we just pretended to throw n later kept it bak.
2nd period, off to the em class. wen i was sittin nicely, leanin against the wall i watched my friend enter the class room. but she noticed somethin on the floor, on a closer look someone had thrown the goo on the floor n it stood out n looked very prominent. my friend laughed it off n started to wonder who threw it down there as it was quite dangerous to let it be out in the open. as she was about to enter the class room a teacher saw her n called her for questionin. she told her the truth, that she didn't know where it came from or who threw it. mr micheal already got pissed as he felt that he was gonna be held responsible for no reason. chill dude...

after much further investigation n enquiry made by the trouble causing teacher. she knew who bought it to school n found the girl the main root of the problem. the crime commiter was however still unidentified. i was even bought for question to find out who did it? but sittin at the back of the class who would even strain their eyes to see wats goin on in the borin corridors. in short, i had no idea.

the poor girl was in tears wen i saw her outside, it wasn't her fault but the exposure of such kinda thing was quite dangerous too. n there 9 G1 does it again. she got a warnin letter (2nd one i think). Ms siby lectured us off by sayin how betrayed she felt by the class n that it took advantage of her. the first part sounds cheesy but i do agree with the second point. she changed some of the seats of the girls, (thnk god not mine! i luv my bak seat!) i tried to avoid as much of visual contact as possible. the day went on smoothely until the last period wen there was a commotion goin on at the bak of the class, a few girls on whom the suspicion went n were used as witnesses were quite indignant by the attitude of our head of section. they felt that she was extremely rude to a few particular girls n at a point screamin at them. i just caught a glimpse of such activity at the end of break time wen my friend (who found the goo on the floor) told me to testify for her that she did not do anythin, n her friend whose also a good friend of mine n a classmate tagged along to support. but maybe she did not have a gr8 record with ms mary, n was blown out of the conversation by mary's extensive rudeness. our conversation didn't last long as i was told to rite down on a paper watever i saw...
whose gonna take the pain of doin that, certainly not me.

she was outta the trouble since she was innocent. but lemme tell u this is the first time in my life that my class has caused soo much trouble n i thought 9-G4 (the rich-bitches class) were the one that caused trouble.

2 fart bombs n a gooey incident not bad for a class record or to say memories.
Thursday, May 03, 2007

Mish u r going to get 1 too!



hmm it was a pretty boring week with nothin happenin until today well lemme just say that alot happend today to begin with n this is part 1 of it...

our bus was late than the usual timings. The arabic teacher's mind was abit screwed up today n she kept lookin at me and taunting me with her so-called english! (which i clearly dun understand) anyways so she just came to our class saw us studyin english literature n got pissed. We were gonna have a test! n we needed revision this is no time for ur stupid EGO issues to take into action!!! so she came screamed the hell outta her chest n then threatened us that whoever tried to keep a book under their desk was gonna get a warnin letter and that she had already given the names of 4 girls! n suddenly looked at me O_O "u understand, rabia?" "yes..." i said slippin my book into my desk... well soo much for gettin good marks.
another girl made a joke outta it n she got so pissed, "Amish i m goin start with u bas khalas! no respect teacher keda u will get one of this" that girl just laughed it off. for a moment i was like "r u serious?" O_-. but then she did send a girl to get her an envelope (i think they were supposed to contain the letters) but then i dun think anythin happend. then she asked us to do our worksheets which was supposedly to be our revision. i had no idea how to do it. so i started to study n kept my book under the desk guess wat? her gaze fell rite on me. "Rabia! put the book bak! bas u want one?" " no maam" ^^; i said feelin the insane ideas that could become real any second if i dun coorporate. then i had no idea how to do the worksheets since i didn't study! i mean hell i have better suggestion y dun i actually study for a test that will give me MARKS! anyways i was lookin around "Rabia! do ur workshet!" "but miss i dunno!" "yah not studyin how u know?" grrr now shes gettin me annoyed! i took someones text book kept it under my table n started to copy... "Rabia! cheatin? walla keep the book bak" "%#$%%(#(^*#*(^#^^*(" i gave the book bak...'oh btw u know the girl infront of me is cheatin with her book ON THE TABLE! maybe just for difference u should notice SOMEONE ELSE' thats wat i felt like tellin her. i started to get bored so i started talkin with my partner, "Rabia y talk?" GAAAAAH JUST WTH IS THIS WOMAN"S PROBLEM! i just looked at her n with heavy sigh rested my head on my arms. sheesh wth does she want from me?
"bas come n give me ur's n her's (my partner)worksheet" so i took hers n mine n went to her.
"Mish ur going to get 1 too!"

bitCh...

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discovered by yet another teacher



our islamic teacher decided that today could not be a better day to give us a revision TEST! but somehow i managed it...
then came the test, it was ok, it was quite lucky for me that most of the questions that came were discussed between me n my partner (feel bad for the class) while doin our secret revision, as soon as she received her test paper she was really happy n looked at me n whispered "wow these are all exactly the same questions that we discussed!" (btw she was sittin at one corner of the room n i was on the other) while i was kinda glad too, until mamta (not my english teacher) came for invigilation...this is gonna be bad

the last thing i want now is get unwanted attention which i was glad i didn't since she didn't recognize who i was but she soon did. as i gave her my paper as soon as checked n revised it, she took it looked at it, then looked at me, then looked bak at the paper n started readin its contents.

that was pretty obvious, after she must have read my name. Rabia Ihsan. Apparently, she has taught my siblings n was very familiar with the surname "Ihsan" (i dunno sounds like some royalty name to me, which i really dun deserve it). 4 years ago she taught my sister, n probably my bros before that. n so she even knows my dad. how i hate havin super genius siblings that studied from the school leavin u stuck here in the middle, to keep up their dignity. Yup it has happend with alootttttttttta teachers, n i m just tired of fulfilling everyones expectations.

i dun think my english was extraordinary or exceptional, it was just good enough for a 9th grader. N i dun want her to have any expectations from me watsoever. but i guess it cant be helped...discovered by yet another teacher
i would have to wait n see later, as to wats gonna happend

gah i hate this! if i step a little outta the line everyone will be so displeased as i m the "Ihsan" daughter! n i must uphold the pride, dignity and nerdiness of this family!

i wish i could change my name to rabia somethin or beter yet change my first name too since there are soo many rabia's ppl usually get confused. maybe to Ghazal Ahsen or somethin but not RABIA IHSAN! aaaaaaaaaaaaaah


ps: dun tell me how proud i should be of inheriting this family name. trust u wouldn't want Darcy as ur friend!
Thought for the day

"male menopause"
quoted from one of the CIE AS level English exam


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Rabia 17 Pakistani

materialistic mind with a tinge of spirituality

selfish n greed r in my mind n yet my sympathetic heart can be melted away by an indigent, adventurous, wierd mixture of quietness with a sudden blast of wildness

artistic talents have yet to be improved, the maturity has passed to such a level that i now have invented my own philosophies
intelligent in studies yet i have not reached the point where i have to wear glasses
leads an aimless life, don't have a social life outside school, not prejudiced easily.
past is forgotten, futured is never cared for n present is boring...
a realistic mind with a touch of impossibility
likes to sing in the toilet, a thin-stiff stick,
a friendly person who has an open ear for anyone's trash
monotony can lead me to go temporarily wild, which can cause chaos
a person who daydreames 90% of the time during classes and 10% yawning
and yet manages to get above average grades
, a lazy ass, the i try to run away from responsibilities the more they chase after me
a rebel who fights against the senseless rules and regulations indoctrinated by our society
common courtesy is given to everyone; indiscriminately, unless someone antagonizes me
respect is given to those who deserve not any old person
official defined as a procastinator, describin myself? it ain't a peice of cake...
i have yet to figure out if i am more than a human being?
probably not...
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    Wanna kill... no one at the moment
    Bought check shirt!
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    OMG indian dramas can be soo dramatic and over-the-top in acting
    WTF? kill that cheap-ass salesman


    materialist
    chucks
    play on a grand piano
    see snow
    slr
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    visit a foreign country
    tablet
    buy new boots
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