So parents day wasn't as bad as i thought it would be, but to think of it again.. it wasn't awful at all. No fights with teachers and no tears like last year's where Kamalambal had to ruin my life. Mama and papie didn't recieve any complains from Puan Malar. Except the fact that she said i was kinda playful, but i have dedication. (aha! ayaaatt.. tak boleh belaaaahh.) But my 'rents knew that already, so they didn't really say much. Mom did say i need to improve my A's and work on my B's and a stupid C that ruined the Report Card itself.
So because of my good behaviour in school, mom said i could go out to Queens today. So i went the with Kal and Wee, Kal lost her phone, i lost my monitors' name tag, And Wahida lost her mind (as usual.) So went there at 12 pm and got back at 12 am. And this my friends, is the bad behaviour. Met Akram and Faiz at night. Akram was going to watch Potty with his sis, and Faiz was there for no reason. (remaja zaman sekarang, standard ah) I told Faiz not to watch Potty and go home and play Dota without Akram, haha. Boys will be Boys.
Did i mention Kal lost her phone? it was fcked.
At first i i wanted to go to the loo, then we went.
after we're done we went up to GSC and walk and all.
Me: Sheeesh, mana Wahida ni? slow ar, aku nak kacau dia ah, nak miscall banyak kali.
Kal: Omg, weyyy! phone aku weyy!
Me: Phone hang wey?
Kal: My phone! it's in the toilet wey!
Me: Omg, wtf? Quick, jomjomjom go back thereee!
and the we ran like assholes. I swear i didn't know i could run that fast. (I outrun Kal, ya know, aha. (sorry, just a fact that i couldn't help noticing.)) We ran from GSC, then down the escalator, and down another escalator, people around us was like looking at us like we had just grown another head or something.
We reached the toilet,
Me: Quick Kal, look for it!
Kal: Laaa, someone's using the toilet la.
Me: Ketukkk! *bangs on door*
some aunty came out, and washed her pee-hands
Kal: Aunty, um.. have you seen a handphone just now? in the toilet?
Aunty, as if she's gonna eat someone: Nonononono, takda pun.
Me, mumbling: Fucker.
Walking upstairs, pasrah,
Kal: Izati! my phone!
Me: Kal, your phone!
Kal: Wey, My phone!
Me: Your phone!
Kal: Im worried laaa.
Me: Me too, dunno why.
Kal: Haha, apa ni?
Me: I don't really feel good la. Lalu la laki hot mana, aku tak nak tgk pun. Lalu la Sam Bunkface kaa, aku tak kesah dahhh.
Kal: (looks at me.)
Me: Okay fine, kalau Sam lalu, aku serang dulu la.
Kal: Lol, duhhh! it's Sam kot!
Haih, i have no idea nak kata apa.
seriously.
Moral of the story, Don't take out your phone in the toilet.
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