Monday, 24 June 2013
Tuesday, 18 June 2013
The best thing that ever happened to me.
I remember the day clearly when I got the awful news that the girls were having their own section. I had a scowl on my face that day, and it surely didn't vanish when my friend, who had the same scowl which matched mine, told me the reason behind it. I was pretty shocked, considering no one had even thought of dropping the bomb on us and how, we had to work pretty hard to get the highest percentage since the competition had increased.
After that day, a series of disappointments made their way towards me and won't stop. I blamed it on this class. I hated the class and often used to wonder when the term would officially be over. Hell, if someone told me 7-8 months ago that I was going to be sitting here, writing a post about the class, I would've laughed in their faces. I didn't realize at that time that Prep III T was the best thing that ever happened to me.
It probably started in October, but Prep III T made me laugh every single day. Every day, they'd do something, make a comment on a teacher, mimic a teacher or just sing 'Happy Birthday' and I couldn't help but laugh at their craziness. Our class was one of a kind and I think, almost everyone on the floor knew about us and our craziness. I can't say I was one of the crazy people, because hanging out with nerd made me a nerd too. (I wasn't one before, promise!) But the things they did, the way we all joined our hands together when it came to cheating in the class, made me quite proud of it.
Annoying teachers just because we felt like it, singing songs because we were sure we had the best voices in the world. Not listening a word in history class and always united against one person, no matter how much right she is. Disturbances in every class and the 15-20 minutes lecture by almost every teacher (Especially Sir Faraz) but no matter what anyone says or does, we just don't get it. We'll keep on singing HAPPY BIRTHDAY and the person outside probably always thought that we were mental. A teacher once said that "Chaahe aap ki class kitne bhi groups mein divided ho, Happy Birthday gaate waqt, tum sab saath hotey ho."
Prep III T gave me a ton of new friends to talk to, but the 2 friends who were always there for me made this class 10 times better. I could be in the worst mood possible, they'd still be able to cheer me up with their stupid talks and lame jokes. Calling me mad when I'm reading a book and writing my name everywhere because I'm self-obsessed and always keeping up with my mood swings. Talking to each other for hours on the phone for no reason at all and laughing at the stupidest things. Copying each other's work because we are just too lazy. I don't think I'll ever be able to forget these two.
I'm gonna miss them, all of them. But, at the end, we're all still going to be together in the same class next year minus 2-3 girls. I don't know if we'll get to do the above mentioned things now that we're seniors, but if we are, I can't wait for it. I discovered a family because of Prep III T. <3
After that day, a series of disappointments made their way towards me and won't stop. I blamed it on this class. I hated the class and often used to wonder when the term would officially be over. Hell, if someone told me 7-8 months ago that I was going to be sitting here, writing a post about the class, I would've laughed in their faces. I didn't realize at that time that Prep III T was the best thing that ever happened to me.
It probably started in October, but Prep III T made me laugh every single day. Every day, they'd do something, make a comment on a teacher, mimic a teacher or just sing 'Happy Birthday' and I couldn't help but laugh at their craziness. Our class was one of a kind and I think, almost everyone on the floor knew about us and our craziness. I can't say I was one of the crazy people, because hanging out with nerd made me a nerd too. (I wasn't one before, promise!) But the things they did, the way we all joined our hands together when it came to cheating in the class, made me quite proud of it.
Annoying teachers just because we felt like it, singing songs because we were sure we had the best voices in the world. Not listening a word in history class and always united against one person, no matter how much right she is. Disturbances in every class and the 15-20 minutes lecture by almost every teacher (Especially Sir Faraz) but no matter what anyone says or does, we just don't get it. We'll keep on singing HAPPY BIRTHDAY and the person outside probably always thought that we were mental. A teacher once said that "Chaahe aap ki class kitne bhi groups mein divided ho, Happy Birthday gaate waqt, tum sab saath hotey ho."
Prep III T gave me a ton of new friends to talk to, but the 2 friends who were always there for me made this class 10 times better. I could be in the worst mood possible, they'd still be able to cheer me up with their stupid talks and lame jokes. Calling me mad when I'm reading a book and writing my name everywhere because I'm self-obsessed and always keeping up with my mood swings. Talking to each other for hours on the phone for no reason at all and laughing at the stupidest things. Copying each other's work because we are just too lazy. I don't think I'll ever be able to forget these two.
I'm gonna miss them, all of them. But, at the end, we're all still going to be together in the same class next year minus 2-3 girls. I don't know if we'll get to do the above mentioned things now that we're seniors, but if we are, I can't wait for it. I discovered a family because of Prep III T. <3
Tuesday, 11 June 2013
Summer.
The result is out and now that everything's said and done, Summer is here and I don't think any of us can get any more happier. Ofcourse, there are some ups and downs of having summer. Ups, you already know; No studies and touring every country there is. Downs; Boredom and only talking about countries like Pakistan, the weather; for which we need buckets and buckets of ice-cooled water.
As I said in my previous blog post, the result day was in the afternoon and Me, being the awesome person I am, decided to go fashionably late. That meant, I would sleep about 1-2 hours and then when I miraculously wake up from my deep sleep, (It was no miracle. The electricity was out and I jolted awake!) I would get ready, in my school uniform (Pretty Suckish!) and head towards school. I did not have any type of feeling of excitement or anxiousness, I just wanted to take my result and head back home to watch that Pakistan VS West Indies cricket match. The trip towards school was annoying though, with my sister constantly talking about her excitement for the result. When the building of my school reached my sight, however, I did get this little feeling inside me but I shook it off. I went inside as fast as I can (considering I was pretty late) and as I started finding my friends in the horrible mess of the gathering, my eyes shifted over the one and only; Maryam Nisar (Elephant) who, with a bright smile, was skipping towards her mother, whose smile matched her daughter's. She had an envelope with her and a scowl made it's way towards my face. She was first, once again. I hid my scowl and made my way towards my friends and said hi to them, to which Red's reply was, "This is cheating! This is not fair!" I asked them why, and they said that the great Nisar had increased her marks. I was, at first, pretty mad. But then I realized that, this is was the last year with her and she'll be no more with us. She can have her way, nothing is going to help her in the CIE's. We went to our class, complimenting our school in the night all the way. There was no one in class and well, we all were anxiously waiting for our results. Sir came, and there was yelling and a few laughs all around. Everybody was annoying him, as he was pretty disorganized. After half an hour, we got our results. I got 93%, and I'm glad. Our class photograph was brilliant and I can't help but stare at it every 5 minutes or so, admiring our awesomeness.
Well, that's how result day went. It marked the end of Prep III T, officially. We now have our summer vacations which won't end soon. I don't have anything productive to do, so these vacations will be full of sleep. I, however, do feel a bit scared for the next year. It'll be the first time we'll be giving our CIE's and I think I should study in these vacations, a bit. I don't know if I can, though.
(Laziness!)
I miss all of my friends terribly right now and can't wait to see them in August, in our new classes on the ground floor with our new head. I'm looking forward to being a senior.
(It's going to be so much fun scaring juniors) Now that we're seniors, prep section is going to be missed terribly. The bunks, the fun, the annoying teachers and arguing with everyone around us..
Ciao!
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