English Science Technology: the easiest subject there is

Yesterday, my school was having a English Science Technology tuitions. I was eager to get my butt off my computer chair (the same butt that is currently sitting snugly on the said computer chair) but somehow I had the feeling that it's going to be really boring. One: It is Miss Ruth. Hello. A big clue of boredom right there. Two: No one had any fond memories going to EST tuitions before. Everyone said it's boring like WHOA. So, what difference does it make this time around?

Anyways, the day started with Miza picking me up 5 minutes before she supposed to. Which resulted me not having my breakfast. Which sucks. The biggest problem was that my phone is dead - the battery konked ages ago but I forgot to recharge it so... The worse thing to be is bored without a phone. I mean, it's like blogging except more evil. Because you can call up someone and share your pain AND crap about nothing whatsoever. Abuse the power, baby.

But I didn't have my phone. I can't wake up call Farisa. Can't wake up call Diana. Can't ask Azfar where the hell he is (and if I had my phone, I would've known that he ditched me for Kiran in Mamak Bistro). Can't wake up call Shafiq. Can't wake up call Aiman. Basically, we're screwed. So, me and Miza went to our destination and found all these geeky kids chattering excitedly. Sad. And no one fun came. Ok, there was Izzaty and Amira but we need more people.

But Izzaty brought her phone. But unfortch, it's using on credit. I DO NOT know how you credit-phones people survive. I mean, you have to check your balance and actually save credit so you can call people... But we didn't have much choice. Since, it's Izzaty's phone and running on credit, we decided to share our pain with only one person. Shafiq. HahahMUAHAHAHAH. Me, Miza and Izzaty begged, forced, whined, complained on the phone while he was still in bed! I felt sorry for the guy but relieved at the same time. Shared the pain - so let's move on. What we didn't bet on that he actually took our words to heart.

Ok, we didn't expect him to come. Obviously. Who would? If I was in my bed and Miza begged me to go to school right then, I wouldn't. I mean, I would just say, to hell to this! I don't care! I don't give a rat's ass! And continue to sleep till it's 3 in the evening. But while I read the differences between a butterfly and a moth, guess who barged in the class? Yup, Shafiq - half-asleep and looked like he just woken up from the dead. Which he probably did.

You do not know how guilty we felt. Hah. I was about to belanja him breakfast but he said he was too tired. The last time I saw him, he was lying flat on the canteen's table. The roti telur in Mamak Bistro wasn't too bad though. But the place is hot! I want the fans from Syed, please! It was supposed to be a 30 minutes break but there is no way I'm going back there! Who would? So we stayed for a couple of minutes before me and Miza decided to crash Farisa's house.

Ok, we should've called. I know. We should've. But we didn't. And we didn't care. So later on, we were right in front of Farisa's house calling her out for ages. Thank god, her folks aren't home! So, what we did was just play guitar. Oh my god! Farisa is so the coolest kid ever! Which girl you know who has an electric guitar?? WHO? NOBODY.

After that, boring stuff happened. So. No point in blogging them.

-- All these stuff? All of them happened before 1 o'clock in the evening. How awesome is that!