Saturday, 11 February 2012

Happy Memories

I shall give you a little insight on happy moments in mt school. gosh,its an irony.on how i used to hate urdu and now i miss the school and lessons so bloody much.

I started enjoying my saturday mornings when i got into p6. heeee,look that's another thing which you never knew about me,cause you've prob heard me whining about it only,but you see there was a hidden happiness of going there though yes i've always hated studying the language. 

So p6 was the year when we had psle yet the year that i most enjoyed in urdu school. that's because the teacher was open minded and she never allowed the class to be urm...sexist. becasue the pakis are fucking 'conservative' hmm more like they seem to be they always wanted girls to seat at one side and the guys on the other. but the awesome teacher in p6 forced us to mix..and there were only abt 15 of us in the class so we bonded really well, the most mischievous class in the entire school i'd say.

That's when i got to know each of them much better,and the time when shab was known as the 'girly-guy' but as shy-boy by me (: i swear he was super shy k!
The excitement and fun only lasted a yr cause when we moved on to sec 1, a lot of new paki students came in and "destroyed" our friendship,dam i hate paki's k. #justsaying   and we went back to being sexist - girls on corner of class, the guys on another. than came the day which was super shocking,the day shab came up to me asking me for my number and being as 'naughty' as i was i gave a fake number,hehehehe :P of course he didn't only ask me my number cause it'd be awkward rightttttt..?he got bimmz number to.

He became my best-guy friend from then,he's waaaay too innocent. i feel guilty for scolding him back then :/ and dammit,he was so gullible to the extend that his stupid friends used to read my msges and all of a sudden a huge bunch of them knew who the heck i was, the scariest part,they even recognize me in public,i guess that explains why i don't go to parkway often...but by now they should've forgotten me alr right?

Because of the atmosphere in school (sexist-sm) we never used to talk in class not even when we sat next to each other. and one day the bimbo of the class,came yelling that she dreamt we were together,being me at that point in time did not care about what she said,all i remember doing was looking at shab and literally laughing out loud. Never knew that one day i'd be hoping her dream came true. 

Hmm,this was supposed to be happy moments in school instead of a story on shab right?nvm the next time i miss mt school,i'll post more abt it (:

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