In the name of Allah, Most Merciful, Most Gracious.There was the Maths Camp, at Madrasah Al-Ma'arif
There were continuous intensive discussions about the Arabic debate.
There were long periods of lesson; Maths, English,Maths again, Geography. -_-"
There were hours when I came home from a tiring day at school, depressing hours I mean.
So why were they depressing? Of course, because of the mag. Even in my dreams, the arabic debate and the mag kept bothering me.
And remember the Maths Camp? i had to rush down to school halfway the camp, with another member of the committee, just to attend some official's request. So much for your kindness and concern, Sir.
The about the arabic debate? It went fine, Hamdan liLLAH. Though I did very badly , we won. So that means, I would be the reserve, for the semi-finals! *dances to NumaNuma song*
It was worthwhile; all the hardships..phew. Praises to Allah.
So...the mag? Yes, I have carried out my responsibility and there will be no more interruptions between lessons, whereby Tcr Aini would ask me abt Albusyra.
*wipes away sweat*
Hmm..To be frank, that mag is the only thing that made my life miserable. Imagine! A lifeless object could have so much impact on me! All the tears of depression, rings around the eyes, frustrations.....
But when I look back, it seems like..I don't know. Fun. fun??? Yeah, in a way.
I met lots of people from all walks of life, during huntin for sponsors. I dealt with "clients"; the fussy ones, bossy ones, kind ones, funny ones.... great experience they were.
Oh yes, and during the process in editing the mag and stuff... the REAL fun began.
My teammate and I inserted pictures of MWTI students to our hearts' contents! Woohoo! That was FUN, I am telling you. Esp the observation of their poses and expressions. Mwahaahaha. And i got to go to Sis Hazami's house AND borrowed MULAN 2! Weehee!!
So when 2nd July arrives, please do not be surprised. Bear that in mind. Hehe.
May Allah bless you.
Salaam'alaikum.
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