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LOST MY IC AND LATE FOR PT3, ARABIC LANGUAGE PAPER!! 😭😭😭😭😭

assalamualaikum w.b.t!! huh it's been a while i haven't update anything in my blog. and it's turning bleak i guess. πŸ€” so alhamdulillah i've finished my examination not so 2 days ago. 

so nak cerita nya ni. πŸ˜†πŸ˜† masa last day pt3 haritu, paper b. Arab.. Ic aku hilang.. masa tu dahlah dah lewat. patutnya kat sekolah 30 minit sebelum exam ( exam starts 8.10 am ) tapi aku masih lagi dekat rumahhhhhhhhhhh. ni semua sbb bangun lambat. ye lah weii. ulangkaji sampai pagi wei. πŸ™‡ dengan kelam kabutnya. lepastu tgk jam dah pukul 7.30 am. ⌚ patutnye aku dah kena ada dekat sekolah dah! 😭

 lepastu rushing lah turun bawah nk gerak pi kereta. lepastu aku teringat. 😢 tadi masa amik pen dengan calculator dekat atas meja.. IC?  - umi dengar. " ko check sekarang IC ada ke tak. " aku dgn peluh2 sebab rushing tadi, dgn pegang bekal nye lagi cepat2 check bag tgk pencilcase. ha sudah ic takde. 😰 aku naiiiiik balik atas.... lari ni.. πŸƒ cari lah ic ataas meja. takde. 😭 aku geledah je semua barang atas meja. lepastu dalam bakul baju bersih pun aku cari gak ye lah kot2 terjatuh dekat situ since benda tu duduk sebelah meja umi. tak ade. aku pergi tempat basuh baju, semua baju kotor aku selongkar kot2 dalam poket baju semalam ke. dgn mesin2 basuhnye aku bukak check. 😫 tak ade. aku lari masuk bilik aku pulak geledah semua buku2 πŸ“š atas tu setiap helaian weii aku bukak kot2 ada dalam tu. 😭 tak ade jugak!! 😭😭😭  lepastu aku keluar pi ruang tamu. setiap meja makan, meja tv, coffee table ☕ segala meja aku check laci2 nya dgn barang2 atas tu kot2 ada ic aku. TAKDE GAK.

weiiiiii tgk jam, 7.45 am wei!!!!!!! kang tak jawab exam kang aku ni nantiiiii 😫 aku pun redha je lah bayar rm 5 ( denda x bawak ic ). tapi namti nak cakap apa dekat Umi?  mati aku nantii. πŸ™€πŸ™€πŸ˜­ ( that feeling ya u know kannnn kalau mak tahu bab2 ic hilang since dia yang jaga ic tu. πŸ™‡ )

lepastu aku tarik nafas. buat muka biasa mcm x de apa yang berlaku. mcm ni > πŸ˜™πŸ˜ ( HAHAHAHAH ) lepastu masa masuk dalam kereta πŸš— umi cakap lah ikat ic tu betul2. jaga elok2. dah guna terus masuk dalam beg. aku pun angguk2 je lah x de suara. πŸ˜ΆπŸ˜‚ lepastu umi tanya dah ikat belum? me like " dah2. " dalam hati, aku doooooa je supaya umi x tanya mana ic aku. all the way sampai sekolah. alhamdulillah! 7.55 am. aku tawakal. umi cakap exam boleh je datang 30 minutes lewat. tapi aku cuma takut x leh masuk dewan je. 😒

aku pun rushing lah larii, and ps, sekolah aku ni x macam sekolah2 biasa. bukan calang2 sekolah, ada rumah orang lah, lorong itu lah, ini lah. πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚lepastu ada pulak makcik2 and adiks2 yang jalan lajuuuuu 😊😊😊😊😊😊 aku suka, aku suka. peduli apa, aku tolak je budak2 nya.πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ ( sorri dik, harini je akak buat jahat, esok2 baik balik πŸ˜…)
lepastu perut tgh lapar, x sempat bfast, aku minum je air. PEGANG BOTOL SAMBIL BERLARI KAU BANYANGKAN. basah kuyup tudung akuuu 😭😭😭😭 lepastu agak2 dah dekat, aku nampak dah dewan aku.. budak baju hijau, baju purple semua duduk selesaaaa jee dlm tu. πŸ™‡ aku pun main jatuh kan je beg aku dekat mana2, botol air aku letak pun mana2, lepastu aku lari pergi dewan aku. πŸƒπŸƒπŸƒ makin dekat, kedengaran cikgu tgh bagi taklimat yang dah nak habis. 😫 aku pun masum je lah. dengan muka peluh2, tudung basah, jantung degup lajuuu. pergh teruks betuls muka aku masa tu kalau nak tahu πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚.

duduk2 je, ☺☺☺☺☺☺ ni yang aku suka nii. πŸ˜„πŸ˜„πŸ˜„πŸ˜„πŸ˜„πŸ˜„ IC AKU DAH JUMPEEEEEEEEE ADE ATAS MEJA.. 😀😀😀😀😀😠😠😠😠😠 punya aku lambat sebab ic, and now what? 

and bila balik i told everything dekay Ummii πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ and umi cakap Umi tahu ko tipu..ko mesti dah plan masa kat atas nak bayar rm 5 kan? umi biar je~ 😏 kan betul. 

ME LIKE, πŸ˜…πŸ˜…πŸ˜…πŸ˜†πŸ˜†πŸ˜†

wallahuaklam,

moral : mom knows everything, jadi, ic tu simpan betul2 kayh. πŸ˜‰πŸ˜‚

Comments

  1. Awak ni orang suka makan *nasi lemak ayam* tu kan?🐣

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  2. Selalu saya nampak awak beli😢
    Dah besar nanti,mesti anak bulat2🍩

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    1. heiiiiiiii ada jugak kena tampo ni.

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    2. konon mix πŸ‘ΌπŸ‘ΌπŸ‘ΌπŸ‘ΌπŸ‘ΌπŸ‘ΌπŸ‘Ό takpe neena. just wait for karma πŸ™ŒπŸ‘ΎπŸ’†

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    3. punya lah aku percaya. πŸ˜†πŸ˜†πŸ˜†πŸ˜†πŸ˜† kuaja neenaaaaaaa!! πŸ‘ŠπŸ‘ŠπŸ‘ŠπŸ‘ŠπŸ‘ŠπŸ‘ŠπŸ‘ŠπŸ˜†

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