Fazool Log.

So, i'm sitting here listening to this song 'Aunty ji Aunti ji get up and dance'
They dance like this:

 as my phone get's loaded with cheap messages of a class fellow and his immature, 'wailay' dost.
I seriously hate all this. It irritates me a lot.
So this is what i get :

Them : I'm sexy and I know it =*
Me : Tumhara dimagh tou nahin kharab ho gaya? If your friends and you are messing around, grow up.
Them : =*


I mean, how cheap can you be?
This tends to happen a lot when I am finally getting the hang of a math problem and am badgered by this
*triiiing tringgggg*


Me : (long pause) Hello?
Loser on the other end : Sunain
Me : Aap kaun?
Loser : Mene aap se baat karni hai (desperate tone)
Me : Aap hain kaun?
Loser : Aap mere se friendship karen gi?
Me : Dafa ho jo bhi hai


My brother and My dad, the protective two men in my family tell me not to answer unknown numbers at all although my brother calls me up from unknown numbers so i can send the car when he stays late at school.


pssht.


so, yes, sometimes, i have to answer unknown numbers.


Then, some unknown number has also bothered ( not the perfect word ), tried to bother my brother at 5 a.m in the morning as well. We were at a sleepover at our cousins when these girls called up my brother and said 'aap ne namaz parhi hai?'
my brother reluctantly replied 'eh..hehe..nae'
them : hum ne aapko bus namaz ke liye jagaana tha
my brother : lol thanks


Saad, you are cute.


It's interesting how there is a large subgroup of our population that is desperate. And when they can't take drugs, they call us, innocent people, wake us up from our beautiful sleep, disrupt our entire routine or even call during namaz =x grrr.


These people need help, and they need to get a life. 
Prank calling is only fun when I do it and what you do is not prank-calling
So,

yes. 
8)

Just Something

I have been waiting for this day to come and yes, today, exams have officially ended.

To start off, i don't know why this picture reminds me of tehniyat.

 

My exams went well. What i am looking forward to is my field trip to Rohtas on my birthday. Rohtas is going to be fun. Waking up so early. 5 hour journey to and from rohtas. KFC. oh God. 

Weeeee, exams have ended.

 

For some reason, Hifza doesn't like what I write. Well, hifza, these aren't even blogs. I post stuff when i feel like posting stuff. Thank you for appreciating my doodles though. You disappoint me at  times.

My birthday is on the 22nd. Saad has already gifted me a 20k phone. Thanks, I love you Saad. I got some chocolates today. After eight's are my life.

At school today, hajra, khadija and I were sitting, watching football. Hajra and Khadija ALMOST lost their faces today when hit man and everybody else hit the ball THAAAA!

It was something like this :

That's a ball. Not pluto. Anyways.

I was commenting on well, everything. Hit man, Qari shot, Why gandhi Why.

Owais is short. lol sorry owais. he was reaching high for the football like this.

 

hehehe

Hajra and khadija laughed like crazy when i cracked jokes. It was a lot of fun.

Next,

THIS happened to hajra

I felt realllly sorry

Hajra and khadija think my shoes are shaped like chocbars :/

We had a lot of fun today. We had a lotttt of fun.

STOP!

I personally find it very wrong when people make fun of a particular ethnicity say Pathans.

That is the reason why i prefer not to have jokes about pathans in my inbox because well, it's wrong. If you consider pathans stupid or dumb, what do you know, you might be as dumb or stupid as them but just because they are pathans, you label them as dumb.

That's not right.

And then, 

NOT ALL pathans are dumb and stupid. 

Before I start off talking of one pathan I know, let me make one thing clear.

I am not a pathan. I am a person who thinks cementing ethnic divide is wrong and that it should be stopped. I am a person who believes in equality and fraternity. I, not being a pathan, am siding with the pathans who get discriminated about just everywhere.

Ok, so

Rayaan khan is my classfellow. He's been in my class since last year so I've known him for almost two years now. He was initially pretty weak academically and the entire class made fun of him. He has his own interests. He likes to sing and sings differently, in his own style. He likes to play football and yes, he has his own style of playing football.

Everyone makes fun of the fact that he is a pathan. So what?

If he belongs to a different ethnicity does that mean we start making fun of him and making him believe that he is worthless, he can achieve nothing in life because wherever he goes, people will crack jokes about him being a pathan.
What happens is if a 'pathan' stands like this :

We even make fun of that pathan standing that way as if he was doing something like this :

Pathans exist. They are a race. Sardaar's are a race, there are other so many other races within Pakistan. Why do we have to make fun of them because we aren't a part of them?

Think for a second, what if you were a pathan that you made fun of? Aren't pathans humans? If a pathan is sitting with you, is he only meant to be laughed at or made fun of?

And then, ok, even if there are majority of the pathans that are not so smart and all, why do you put a bad name to the entire race? It isn't so that all pathans will NOT be smart. 

And this isn't even sounding convincing because of this idea instilled into our minds that pathans are always going to be dumb. 

My really good friend Mahira is a pathan. She gets awesome grades. She is not dumb. She is smart. She thinks smart. Should I and the rest of my group start making fun of her because she is a pathan? 

So when for example, Rayaan, my class fellow opens up a math book and starts practicing math in a free class, he is discouraged in class. People go on staying stuff like 

'Aanay phir bhi wohi marks hain khan sahab ke' 

and then, laughing at him. This will in turn make him feel really really bad that we never think about and probably even does,because of the fact that he has this khan attached to his name, the fact that he belongs to a pathan family, the fact that he is a pathan himself and that there is this big stamp of 'dumb, always illogical and stupid' on the name pathan,he will get laughed at EVERYWHERE for maybe no reason at all!

And at school and at workplaces, there is discrimination present.

Rayaan barely has any good friends. I don't say he always makes sense but even when he does, he is made fun of in class. ALWAYS! 

There have been times when he has been a helpful hand, he has saved us from the tyranny of many teachers by for example, giving the entire class copies of those worksheets that we were supposed to get photocopied ourselves as homework but we didn't.

So, yeah, who's more responsible here? 

Us or a 'Pathan'?

He has a different way of pronouncing words or reading but is always enthusiastic and eager to read. It may be funny, funny for those who are immature, Who look no further than 'rendezvous' being pronounced differently or maybe an easier word pronounced in a different way because that 'PATHAN' speaks like that. 

I'm sorry but if you can't pronounce a word right and neither can a person who is a pathan, the person you make fun of, i define you in the same terms as you define a pathan at all times.

Let's extend a hand of friendship to these very pathans that we make fun of at our schools, colleges, universities and workplaces and all other ethnicities that we discriminate because only if we stop this, will we result in a healthier, co-operative and an overall better society in this sense at least.

My Cousin Nadya

MERI COUSIN.

This is meri cousin. Her name is Nadya. She draws so much better than me. She always helps me with everything. She helped me with art work till grade 8. now i don't have art. she got my dad to allow me to go to rohtas. everybody say thanks to her shabash.

she has an iPhone 4. MashaAllah. She has really straight hair. She is a great fashion desginer. She knows sab kuch. She has A BIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIG HEART. Aisa :

half cut hogaya sorry. acha khair,

she loves me dil se. she is meri bestestest cousin. i often bother her with stewpid messages but she is very patient and tolerant. lol. she still keeps me like this :

So yes, i love her.

:)

LOL.

What everybody thinks I do not do.



Mustafa dances like this.




Hajra and khadija are like this when someone makes a sarri :


How Saad looks at me when im laughing obnoxiously :

AAJ KI TAAZA KHABAR

History/English Exam
16th March 2012
Friday

ME (done with english exam 40 minutes earlier than the ending time) :
MUSTAFA JALDI PAPER KHATAM KARO MENE KHADIJA SE BAATAIN KARNI HAIN


KHADIJA : :D hahahahah. hehehehe. hahahaha

MUSTAFA : (frustrated shakal as usual.) (trying to be cool)

ME : KAAM SE KAAM RAKHO MUSTAFA PAPER JALDI KHATAM KARO!


KHADIJA : hehehe :D hahahahahaaha :D


MUSTAFA : (LOUDDDD AWAAZ) MERI GHALTI HAI TUM AISE AISE PAPER KHATAM KARTI HO (does jaldi jaldi likhnay wale action with style) 






BUSTED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Bio teacher comes, she was the invigilator.
-2.
nae ab paper aap dain.
bohat hogayi.


Mustafa totally sits on the paper with his arms. He puts his head down on the paper and doesn't let her snatch it.

LAST WARNING.


ME : (*thinks* MERI GHALTI NAE THI MUJHE DAANT NAE PARI. PHEW) (GUILTY SWEAT)
doesn't look to that side again.

KHADIJA : hehehehheheh D:

Important

Around two or three days ago, 4 of my friends sent me the same text that was :
" Ya Hasibo Ya Hasibo Ya Hasibo. 12 logon ko send karen inshAllah exam main 80 to 90% marks ayenge. Lekin Agar yakeen nahi aata hai tou beshak ignore kar ke dekh lo "
Then sometimes, i receive texts like :
" Forward if you love the Holy Prophet (S.A.W.W). Let's see how much you love him"
What is the ruling on such messages? If I do not forward such messages, will I not get good grades? Will I be committing a sin? What do these text messages that people forward others mean? If I do not forward them, does that imply that I have no respect or love for the Prophet? 


NO. 


When I ask my friends as to why they have sent me such texts, they answer conveniently 
" It was a forwarded text :P."
" I dont believe in this but I forwarded it to you randomly. Seriously i know iss se kuch nahin hota"


Exactly. Forwarding such texts with an "If you don't forward then..." is plain wrong. If you use your cell phones to forward messages that are actually Ahadeeth or If you forward something that's beneficial for the other person and nice enough to read, GOOD. But who are you to decide what will happen to the person after it? Who are you to determine the punishment or a bad grade for me if i overlook or ignore, on purpose, the challenge that you place for me in the last line saying "Ignore and then see what happens."
Well, nothing happens. My faith and belief is strong enough that If i   do not forward this text at all or to exactly 12 people, I'd be thankful to you for telling me one name of Allah that's going to earn me some reward if I recite it excessively.
And if i go on telling people that this is a Dua you should recite, i don't go on forcing that person saying if you don't you will get bad luck in 10 days and if you do happiness will knock at your door in 10 days.


Is that even true?


Is it written anywhere that forwarding or not forwarding or spreading or not spreading will get me BAD LUCK?



And then,


I am sure most of you might have received messages like these :
" Please main hospital main hoon, bohat museebat main hoon, Allah Rasool ke waastey iss ********* number pe 20 ka load kara dain"



Interesting how these blackmailers send us texts giving us 'waastay'. This is wrong too. So, wait, they are in a hospital. Ok. they have a phone that has credit and they have another phone that does not. So even if there's any emergency, they'd message some unknown person and beg giving 'waastay of Allah Rasool' for credit? How true do you think this story is?


People who are double-minded because the other person has given a 'waasta', STOP IT. SERIOUSLY.
Once Again, this is wrong. So, these 'waastay' will do you no good or harm. You are being fooled.
Being sensible individuals, let's just stop this from going on. If people send you messages with false incentives, tell them there and then that it is WRONG and that they should stop doing it. This only shows how weak their own faith is and then, they're checking how strong yours is. THAT, my friend, is wrong. Nobody can determine how strong or weak your faith is and you are not even liable to prove to them anything.


:)

omer rana

OMER RANA

THIS is omer rana. lol. yes he has hair like that. he can sing. he loves shayri. 

he always sends me shayri. he was in dubai but he is in now in u.k because he wants to study and be an afsar one day. 

he can sing very well. he is fat. lol.

he is also my rishtedaar. he likes to eat. infact that is the only thing he likes to do. lol

he is very good at heart. he is always nice to me. he is short tempered. DONT BE SHORT TEMPERED.

khair, he is funny too sometimes. before typing he places twodots and then types

like this

..AoMAEnkANinge..

in capital and small.

lol.

he is cool and i am glad i am related to him!

Xulfi Soomro

XULFI SOOMRO

Xulfi soomro is a kulfi. he is weird. he hibernates so he is an animal. preferably a hedgehog considering his hair.

he is my door ka rishtedaar. his america wala number can not receive incoming calls. i checked. grr

he is always favouring hijaab so yes, hijaab and xulfi soomro have some similarities too.

he knows how to cook. that is why hijaab thinks he is cool.

he works at papa johns. but he never gets me pizza.

i dont know why he has his name as 'xulmai'. thori samajh nae ayi.

Haye. Anyways.

Come to pakistan xulfi soomro.

HIFZA!

HIFZA

this is hifza. she also debates. she started just recently and is pretty good. hifza knows everybody. literally. wherever we go, she'd know people. whenever we'd talk, she'd know famous people. hifza is also famous because she is a kid model for mushrooms. lol joking. she is a grownup model to be. she was on enews i guess. she is famous, in short.

hifza acts like my brother sometimes. when my little sister gets irritated by her classfellows, she comes and tells saad but saad does nothing so yeah, hifza protects her.

hifza has long hair and a phone that you need to flip upside down to attend calls. 

hifza has a lot of contacts. hifza knows a lot. she made us get past the quarterfinals at NGS thanks to her bombastic point that the opp's case was entirely based on. thankyou hifza.

:)

Iqbal!

IQBAL!

i am sorry iqbal, i made you look like Quaid-e-Azam but well. Iqbal is a debater. he is my teammate. he is very intelligent. he has a blackberry curve 8520. he helps us in making line of arguments. we make fun of asim together because well, asim deserves it.

Iqbal is a very knowledgeable person. he is always nice to me unlike hassam and asim. he never misbehaves. he listens to me. iqbal will one day be in the pak team. in your face everybody else.

lol

Usmann

USMANN

Usmann is my friend. He debates too. He likes getting his pictures taken with a big teethy smile and his hand in his hair. Usmann is really good at debates. He was 37/38th in rankings at BLKC. Usmann reads up a lot. he only reads up. that is it. he thinks he knows everything. he thinks he is cool. he thinks we are pathetic and he rocks.

usmann is very lazy. he is never able to complete his work. i am talking about those testimonials, usmann. usmann bosses me around. he has a double 'n' at the end of his name. he isnt that tall.

I am not usmann's best friend.

Usmann talks a lot about veena malik. he has his own page. please go, read and like it.

usmannrana.wordpress.com.

thankyou.

P.s he was at nationals of debates & is a-level sub editor for the magazine (I WAS FORCED TO WRITE THIS -_-) 

oh and, he is very shokha.

Freddys

FREDDYS
Hajra, Khadija and I had 3000 rupees. So, we decided to go freddy's. 
As soon as we entered, hajra and khadija went to the bathroom. no, nature did not call them. they wanted to look pretty in pictures. since i am naturally beautiful, oh my God, lol, i sat there waiting for them. On returning, we decided to quickly order because we were really hungry.
Hajra had some chicken stuffed with spinach and chaawal.
Khadija had titli kukkar. i mean butterly chicken.
I had pasta jesi cheez main daboii hui cheez jiska naam hai frettucine alfredo.
So, we calculated how much these would cost. we thought it might exceed 3000 so hajra and khadija went to the bathroom again so i could sharminda hotay huey ask the waiter 
''Tax ke saath bill kitna banay ga?''
LOL.
then, they returned. hajra forgot her phone in the bathroom. that is what she thought.then she checked and the phone was in her lap. lol, absent minded hajra.
then, food arrived.
mera khaana dekh kar hajra and khadija were like this:

SO

so,

we then shared like good sisters and shared each other's foods.

wahan se we had enough money to give the waiter a tip. there was a biiiiiiiiiig group of clerks and newly wedded couples i guess sitting on one table. either someone got a promotion or got married or had a kid. hajra insisted kid tha and dil khol ke ooncha sa said 'beta hua ya beti'

that takes courage!

hahaha

then we left and in the car, we saw tehniyat behind us in her ray bans. wow tehniyat looked wow. wow. wow.

anyways, then there was a speed limit sign and then a fasten your seatbelt sign so i went 'HUT!!!!!' and used my arms as protective seatbelts for hajra and khadija.

then, i went home and i don't know what happened after that.

When i did 'Hutttttt', it was something like this :

Puss in boots

OUR CHOTI MOTI TRIP

So, we had this official school trip to Sozo World Cinema to watch Puss in Boots a few months back. I was sitting watching as khadija and hajra fled off to watch Ra.One. leh.

After the movie, we were fooling around the cinema ki bahar wali jagah where we got big big cones. sorry, we bought, no one is nice enough to give you things for free.

khadija dropped hers and hajra and i faced the aftermath. 

We Waited and We waited and then we sat in hajra's car and decided to go somewhere. the three of us with total 3000 rupees.

WOW!!!!!!!!

We were RICH!!!!!!

(Continued)

Munifa

MUNIFA

this is munifa. she is my friend. 

she is very dhokay baaz and is famous for 'daana darbaar'

i intended to make munifa pretty and made the daana darbaar prominent. dont kill me munifa if you see this

acha jee, munifa is very dhokay baaz. she ditched all of us for some city school.

she only messages me for credit and when i need credit, she does not reply. Dog in urdu, lol.

munifa has my book dan brown wali. she has it since last august. she hasnt returned it to me. i want to read it munifa. give it back to me. please. please :'( 

munifa can not express herself. she is undernourished i guess because she fits into my baby brother's shorts. World record ke people, ye parh lena yaad se.

munifa is dhokay baaz.

The First Time I got Unconscious At School

It was a fine sunny tuesday morning, I think. I was feeling really tired and feverish but i still got up because the same day, we had a debate session and i did not want to miss it. See my dedication.
I was really feverish and i told my sister to shut up and not tell mom or dad else they wouldn't let me go to school.
I went to school. i was really feverish. Ms Attiya, the urdu teacher started teaching. That was one time when i was forcing myself to study because i wanted to but my head was spinning and that held me back.
I was looking like this

Everybody else was like this :

So then, i almost fell down but my head was on the table.everybody got worried. Ms Attiya was throwing water at me and i was looking like a drunkard i am sure. I was miserable. Saee main. then, they took me outside and gave me mazaydaar Nestle ka juice. yum yum. i didn't drink much though. they took me downstairs in the air conditioned staff room. haye. mazay ki AC ki hawayen. i lay there as they called home and my dad came to take me home. i was dead-ish in the car too and then no, everybody did not live happily ever after. i got dengue.

Dengue Era

DENGUE!

Dengue has returned so, bach jao. I remember when Dengue was new to Pakistan, I was it's victim. The first day of school ended and i happily fled off to my new house. There was no bijli as usual and well, we all were fasting. it was around 5:30 when we left for Mcdonald's for Iftari. 

We ate. Yum Yum. then we left for home. that moment when saad and I stepped out of mcdonald's was when the dog machar decided to make us maasoom o level ke bachay it's victim. dog na ho tou.

When i came home, i was tired. next day i got behosh in school* (this badly requires explanation and detail that will be present in my next post). i had a high fever. Ms Attiya got worried. Everybody was throwing water at me and staring at me as if main behosh hogayi thi. oh wait, i was behosh. ehehe.

i got home. then..

the same night saad got sick as well. everybody thought it was viral but no.....

DENGUE. it was dengue. that was sad. we both got dengue.

:'(

i did not go to school for almost 2 weeks. i had medicine like roti. i did not have the energy to get off the bed at all. 

i also made frequent trips to Shaukat khanum* (this is another story that i will mention in a future post)

Then, dengue went away however the after effects stayed for quite long.

Then, back to school. Kya Yaar

Umair

UMAIR

This is Umair. he takes ICT and he is the science type so he is not in my class. Umair is big. he likes music and etc etc music. he has his page on youtube. he never looks for people his own age. he likes people way older than him. no umair, it is forbidden. umair likes the song 'my name is sweetieee..i am the queen of beauty'. 

umair is good at ICT, atleast hajra tells me so.

umair has big hair as i have drawn. 

umair will be famous because according to his research him, hajra and I are kashmiris and white (racist!) and thus will be famous.

So, yes.

Umair is also my friend from playgroup!

Owais

OWAIS

Owais was my friend in grade 8 and o1. then we called it the parting of ways like gandhi and jinnah. i am jinnah, you are gandhi owais. now we are friends again because of khadija the mediator. owais is short and aggressive. lol.

owais talks like that (ive pointed it out in the doodle). 

when we were in grade eight and even after that, i did his work for him. i used to poke him with a compass. that is how i took out my bharaas for him. 

owais's writing is unreadable. most people are scared of him because i dont know why.

owais knows everything about everyone. i dont know how.

i dont know how. i dont know how.

S.M

S.M

S.M is my classfellow. He always talks weird things about DG-129-ISPBIOAPLKEOAMO. and stuff like that. i pretend i know all that so i reply with Acha. hahaha.

S.M's jokes are lame. only he can understand them. i dont get them.

we call him gaddi due to some reasons. s.m is jazbaati. his best friend is mustafah bechara. s.m can not live without mustafah.

s.m thinks he is cool. well, i am cooler.

s.m has a great knowledge base.

so.

anyways, s.m looks like that sachi main.

Allah Hafiz

Inzer

INZER!

This is my friend. Her name is Inzer. She was in my school but then she got married and went to LGS. lol! joking.

inzer was not my friend when she was in my school. she became my friend when she added me on msn one fine sunny morning. lol.

inzer got a haircut on 10/03/2012 from depilex that is far away from her house. she described her haircut so i drew it, look up above.

inzer's favourite text smiley is ' ^_^ '. i dont know why though.

inzer has a pro-cam. she thinks she is cool. she is.

inzer's mocks are coming up. everybody who reads this must pray for inzer's mocks werna mein tumhain maroon gi page viewers.

inzer is my really good friend. i met her on the sports day. she is khadija's best friend but hajra talks to her more but i know my picture is painting on inzer's heart. so. lol.

i love you inzer.

SAAD!

SAAD!

Saad is my brother. he is like really really tall as you can see. saad always plays football and always does some nuksaan when he plays inside the house. Mama scolds him, lol!

Saad and I debate together. Saad is an awesome debator. he is much much better than anyone i know. one day he will make it to the pak team i am sure.. Saad always says 'medical hospital'. lol. medical hospital hi hota hai aur koi IT ka haspataal tou nae hota khotay. lol. 

saad is really smart. he loves to read. he is a great writer. please dont curse my writing saad. i am trying to be simple and straight forward here. Saad loves Hot and Spicy ke parathay roll and burgers. he always comes to me when i have a lot of money and am rich. then i give some to him.

i look reallly reallly short in front of saad. i dont know why he is so tall and i am not. haye.

Saad's birthday is in february. saad takes exams very lightly. he thinks sub hojaye ga and then sub hojata hai -.-

Saad pisses me off sometimes. he can get really irritating. we laugh together because we both are really lame sometimes. 

when saad was little i used to hit him on his head and make him go to sleep. he used to have a lot of mithaayi at that time. once he was bugging me and we were at a petrol station. we were 5 or 6 years old then. he had his hand out of the window and i shut it without him knowing. he cried and then i apologised. we used to pray together when were little on the same Jai-namaz. 

we have a lot of pictures together when we were little. Saad is mera bhai <3

I love you Saad!

LIKE, COMMENT! :)

Mustafa'H'

MUSTAFA'H'

Mustafah is another friend. he thinks he is cool but no. he is not. he is a loser in reality. his phone is also a loser. LOL! Sorry Mustafa'h'. i did not know he has an 'h' at the end of his name so i am making it obvious here. Mustafah is a drama. he is a poser. he wants me to talk about his 'devastating good looks' so here. he is a poser. he thinks his hairstyle and dramas are cool but no.

lol

mustafah knows high level angrezi. i thank God i have friends like him.

i dont know him much but he is tall.

mmyeah that's pretty much it.

Some Close Friends (e) Hijaab

HIJAAB

Hijaab is my door ki rishtedaar. She is very close to me though. Hijaab cries a lot. She thinks she is cinderella and that everything should and will have a happy ending. but no, relax hijaab. i teach her a lot of things that i have never implemented in real life. she gets it and then the other moment messages me whining about the same thing before my lecture. lol, no faida. 

hijaab also has her own blog page. please, like and comment on her page.

hijaab does not like to answer her phone. she barely uses it. that is why she does not respond to my phone calls but magically, she always replies to my messages. hijaab teaches me achi baatain. hijaab is an actress. i dont know if she studies. lol!

hijaab has always been nice to me. her birthday is in july. i remember. hijaab is very tall. like really really tall. she looks good when she has make up on. 

hijaab loves mere khaabon mein jo aaye wala gaana. she is really close to me and knows har ek cheez about me.

ILY hijaab! 

Some Close Friends (d) Yahya

YAHYA

Yahya is a boy. He always messages me and includes 'p' smileys in it. He asks me for credit but also sends me some when i need it. Yahya and the rest of my friends gave me a surprise on my birthday. Yahya blackmails me because he wants my halaal ki kamayi ki snickers. he never completes his work except pakistan studies. he takes my notebooks home and scares me about not having brought them back to school. yahya makes spikes. he is like my brother. we both aim to get A*'s in accounting. IA! 

When yahya sings, we all go jhoom jhoom. He knows a variety of songs like Raaja ko Raani se pyaar hogaya and Preeto mere naal wiyah karle. he sings them in class and we all are impressed of the surr he raises. 

yahya is mainly the only one who plays good football. when yahya runs, we laugh because he looks funny. yahya is thin. thinner than any girl in the school but claims to have big muscles but No. 

anyways, yahya is a great friend and he is so cool, even little kids like 5th graders are impressed. he inspires them. HAHAHAHAH.

Yahya is also a great friend!

Some Close Friends (c) Tehniyat

TEHNIYAT/TAHNIYAT

Tehniyat is my short, walking talking ipod. she sings beautifully. she is very talented. she knows the meaning of 'eminent bounty'. she is short. lol! 

tehniyat has ray ban frames. she does not get the permission to go here and there sometimes so we crop her and put her into pictures, lol jk!

tehniyat teaches everybody the lessons of life and then cracks jokes a lot. she can get serious with these jokes but if she is not around, we don't have much fun.

Once when we were in grade II, tehniyat came to me, she was short then. she said 'hajra ne mujhay go to hell kaha hai'. i felt bad. lol!

Tehniyat has a really really big puff. lol! she wears a red clip and a black pony to school. tehniyat is very good at football. she is a tomboy. 

i don't have much to say. she is a really really good friend.

Some Close Friends (b) Khadija

KHADIJA

Khadija became my friend a year back but we are non-blood sisters. We get each other. We go to to movies together. We do the most stupid things together. Is stupidest a word? fit that in then! lol. I often teach khadija obvious maths solutions on the phone drawing in the air. i bet that helps her a lot. She whines a lot..lol. When i am like really pissed, khadija cheers me up.

She usually does not have credit. But even when she does not, she calls me from her landline because she cares so much, Thankyou khadija! khadija's writing is weird. lol! Khadija can draw on text. that is talent. pure talent. Today she taught me that ' - ' is called a hyphen. Pssht i knew that.

Khadija straightens her hair a lot. her hair are now very straight khud ba khud. khadija has a piercing on top of her ear. she thinks that's cool. yes it is. 

khadija often whines. she says ' nae mene yeh nae khana' 'tum ye le ke ao' 'aleeze, dramay mat karo'

she bosses me around but i love her because she is my best friend, pliss dont take it in the wrong sense.

Some Close Friends (a) Hajra

HAJRA

'Yaar urdu ka kaam kerlao.'
'Islamiat ka tum kar rahi ho kaam mera, chaapa hi maarna hai.'
'Malik? Ek paragraph likh ispe'
'Malik? Ek aur paragraph ispe likh'
hahaha, besides that, hajra is my khoon ka rishta. we have been friends since forever. since playgroup.we were best friends as kids, still are and felt this eh, pride in telling everyone we were cousins, lol!
I remember some time back when we were really really little, i taught her namaaz ka tareeka and when she was praying she knelt down and then turned her head a 90 degrees towards me saying, Aleeze aise?
We were cute. We still are.
Hajra goes to Dubai every summer. She gets everybody things. She is nice. She has a big heart.
When hajra got dengue and she said NAE HAI NAE HAI NAE HAI. i insisted HAI. and tha. so, i get her :'(
She is very roab waali. When she's mad at somebody, she stays mad until the other person drops down to his/her knees. Too much exaggeration? NO.
I love hajra because hajra is my best friend.

Oh no.

We all are MashaAllah at maths. Do you know what that feeling is when a) tomorrow is the math exam. b) you have 30 topics to revise c) you are supposed to revise, no wait, study an entire topic that you knew back in grade 6 but now, it's o level baby, you know nothing about it.

do you know what that feeling is? No. I know what that feeling is because i have a math exam tomorrow and im blogging here because i am tense.

Call to Friend A : OYE. MENSURATION BHI AA RAHA HAI

Friend A : lol, we're screwed

Me : Bye

Call to Friend B : OYE MENSURATION BHI AA RAHA HAI

Friend B : akathay fail hotay hain

Me : Bye

Call to Friend C : OYE MENSURATION BHI AA RAHA HAI

Friend C : KYA? PROTEST! humne nahi parha hua

Me : Bye

Ab what if mensuration is an important part of the exam as my friend D says it is. as i have told you earlier, we all are already MashaAllah at maths. Who will teach me? 

Me to Mama : MAMA MENSURATION AARAHA HAI, MUJHAY NAE ATA

Mama : *takes wrong meaning* KYA BOLA????????

Me to Mama : LOL, rehne dain mama.

Me to Baba : BABA AIK EXTRA TOPIC AARAHA HAI JISKE BAAREY MEIN MUJHAY KUCH NAE ATA

Baba : tension mat lo, parh lo, utilize time, tension se kuch nae hota

Me to baba : lol.

Who will teach me Math?

An Average Monday [School Time]

I reach school on time as always, I wonder why my dad takes so much tension. Lol, maybe his 'next level' driving is the reason why I'm never late for school. I love you Dad.
The bell rings. It's math class. Math Sir enters. His mood is quite variable. Sometimes, he is really really really happy. And at other times, get ready for it.
He starts off with some stuff to share with the class. Then, bell rings. Class ends.
ICT students happily leave class as yet again, their teacher is absent.
We, unfortunate Business students never experience a day with our teacher being absent. Allah jaane why.
We study. and then, we study. and then, two consecutive lessons, so we study.We're given an activity and well, out of 11, only two people have the textbook. Ahmed : Terminator (referring to me) Tag Team Partners?
Me: No Ahmed, im sick of you and your chaapas from my notebook. bas kardo.
Bell rings. Class is a unit again. The english teacher enters and enlightens our minds with some English. Correct english.
We drag our work. Waiting for the class to end as then we happily flee off to the library hoping there's no one there to stop us from talking.
BREAK! let's run downstairs into the compound, intimidating juniors making our way or wait, just my way to the canteen, first in line, with a red note in hand buying stuff for all of my friends and myself. yes, im nice enough to do that.
They get lost. losers.
I use my X-ray eyes to look for them then find them looking at the only person we look at during break. ZH. no i'm not revealing the name.
Breaks over. Rush to duty in the staircase. Seniors hain hum, line se bahar niklo, tum line main nae thay. don't argue little kid, im older and taller. grrr.
We stand, talk, finish our food and slowly walk upstairs because we believe in this : "Go slow to get respect". (self-made) XD
Yes, the other english teacher is in class. Ahmed's going on bugging her with a) incorrect tenses b) telling her how she always discriminates us students because her niece is in our class c) oh miss, notebook bhool gaya.
She's nice. We irritate her a bit TOO much.
The Economics teacher enters. some ooo's and aaah's tend to take place after which we joke around with her. MCQ # 1 ... Miss aapki facebook picture bohat achi hai. Miss Aaaj nae parhte.Miss XXX ka gaana sun lein.Gaana. Baatain.MCQ # 2....bell rings. ;)
OH NO. Two consecutive Accounting lessons. We rock. heads down. sir won't teach for a lesson. then, no controversy, we have to study, no controversy. No, i know the proper usage of phrases but this no controversy is a cliche that our teacher uses. we note down the question and about 10 minutes before the bell rings, we flee off for our supposed off time duty. High Five Council Members.
School's off.
Haye Shukar.