In case you have got no clue what this Tilawah class I'm talking about here is,let me tell you a thing.It is simply a class you have got to go through an audition before you can start a lesson.In the lessons,you'll be able to gain knowledges of Tajwid of Al-quraan and tausyeh including enchancing your voice talents.Sounds exciting,doesn't it? Yes,I was excited when I first knew I got through the audition but..if only you knew how friendless I am [at least,for me],how I read my Harry Potter book the whole time instead of studying..you wouldn't want to be into the class except when you really have an intrest and passion to.
Oh,so in the hall,I was sittin' aside those nucleated groups of girl who were actually from another wrong class! they were sitting in orders and I was sitting in the wrong class! So,shame-faced,I moved to the group of my class and sat next to this girl.She's nice,indeed.I made a new friend,yay! by starting off some conversations and walked together to a practice session.And guess what,if only you could see how she looks like in person,you'd believe she's around 13.But really,she told me she's 15 and is gonna be sitting for her O'level next year.LOL,how unbelievable.
Then,waitin' for the whole 15 minutes for dad to pick me up.Most people strangely went back home very very early than usual.It was windy and drizzling and there was only me,a couple of quiet girls behind,a girl who was 8 metres away from me and..Ryoshi's sister.LOL,I have always had this urge to talk with strangers,y'know,'cause I love it,but thought that I'd scare her away.hahaha Plus,she doesn't know me so...awkward..haha.
Got home and got ready for a small family event next to grandmama's house.Got there and didn't find any of my cousins.So,I was alone with my aunts and all the old people.Nothin' intrestin' so....I think,4 hours later,my aunt asked me if I'd like to join 'em watchin' a movie.'Hantu Bonceng' LOL.Who would refuse to go out till night! haha so I did say yes and picked up my cousins at her house nearby and off we went to Kiulap Mall.[cause The Mall stupidly doesn't show the movie]
To ask if I enjoyed the movie......I'D SAY I DID! haha it is probably the best horror comedy Malay movie I have ever watched! and Kiulap Mall serves the best sweetest popcorn too! oh,and it is starring Zizan,Raja Lawak and all the other funny actors and actresses! I'd give it a 9/10 :) went to Pasar Malam at Gadong but I could barely remember what happened.Oh yeah,people flirted! HAHA.It's a real norm for people to flirt like 'pewiit,minta facebook'.Iffa taught me not to like give 'em a disgusted look or jeling at them haha but the weirdest thing is,the vendor,who was obviously a girl,shouted a metre away from me 'ADA FACEBOOK!' so I was a little surprised since that was..a girl but I knew she was just tryna play around but some other vendors who are female started to flirt with us too! HAHAHA.Ignore that,I continued gossiping with Kaka Gikah.We have never really had this enjoyable talk before! haha 'cause y'know,the two of us are nerdish and all we had was just,books,school,college,exams,etc.I never had expect she'd open up to talk about guys! like seriously! I never knew we're going through the same situation too :)
Y'know,the situation when you once had a best guyfriend and you had these all good,memorable experiences and things you did with him,then,he started to have a thing for another girl,and there you are,communication faded and he left.
It's always the best part of our hanging-out days when we sat in the backseat of the car,just the two of us,me and Kaka Gikah,in the darkness,talking endlessly,accompanied by the voices of radios and Babu talking,by the shines of colourful lights that beautifully shone at night.And there we are,confiding into each other and spilling emotions.
Once I got home,I had to visit my neighbour's house again so I went there with mom and dad and little bros and my maid and Kaka Gikah's parents.Played fireworks and ate.Got back home and here I am here,lifeless and blogging at,what the clock is showing,1.52 in the morning.