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Welcome to the blog, "BIGS 'n' LITTLES". Here you will read about the big and little things which happen to the author, M. Johan .S, and many other thrilling, helpful and exciting things he just has to say.

Thursday 11 October 2012

Biggy Little: ' The Question '

 Amirul and I were having a sleep over at my house. When I walked into the room he was reading his math book."Why are you reading your math book?", I asked. "I'm just making sure I'll beat you in the test tomorrow", he replied. I knew he was worried, he just didn't want to admit it. "Okay then, I'll test you. What is 347 divided by 269?", I asked confidently. He was thinking for a while, then he just gave up and asked me the same question."Um, I'm not really sure what it is... I'm tired of this conversation", I tried to give an excuse."Aha! I knew you didn't know.My turn, what is 2 + 2?", he asked me. I tried to find an answer, but my mind was blank. He asked me the one question which was easy, but hard at the same time."Um, 3?", I reply with an unsure answer. "You baboon! It's 5, not 3", he corrects me. I knew that.
            
 The next day, we were taking the test. And surprisingly, the question 2 + 2 was in it. Why that of all questions?"Good thing , Amirul corrected me yesterday", I thought to myself. What did he say yesterday? He said that 2 + 2 = 5. I didn't have any other answer, so I just put 5. The next two weeks, we got our papers back. And when I saw my paper, I got 24/25. I flipped through the pages to see which question was wrong, and found a giant number 4 on my paper. "At least now I know what the answer is", I thought to myself. Suddenly, my teacher came to my desk and handed me a paper saying, "24/25=Good 2+2=4! Come to my tuition class after school". I had to go to tuition for two hours that day. And after that, I had one thing to say,"Dang, Amirul".

 Don't forget to check out my sister's blog at the address of promisedathousandtimesover.tumblr for all those
art lovers out there. Bye.

Thanks for reading,TELL YOUR FRIENDS!*All of this is made-up. I know what 2+2 is, 6. Or is it?*

A Video

 Hello brothers and sisters, today we are facing many problems in our society because not many people help one another. Now I wish to help stop those problems. Please search this video on the internet.


Kindness Boomerang - One Day



Once you've watched it, please share it and my blog to all your friends.  

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Famosity

 Hello again, today has been another exam day and my mom just left us to go to China. She didn't bring me. She said we could skip school today, but she changed her mind! Hey, my ustaz told us we didn't have to go to the exam if we had a good reason. And watching my mom go to China in the airport is a pretty good reason. So I had to go to school.

 I like watching videos by Toby Turner, Ryan Higa, Rhett an Link and Amazing Phil. They're You Tube celebrities. They're all famous. They all get mobbed by fans. Maybe mopped by the cleaner as well. And that is the thing I want to be when I grow up. To be famous. Not mopped though, I'm clean. I'm just having a hard time getting famous. I don't know how to be famous anyways, either a lot of people read my blog, or I do something else in my life. Maybe when I'm old enough I'll create a You Tube account. And then I'll become famous. And I won't forget to make a message to the world about Islam.    

 That's all for now, maybe if you have any ideas on how I can get famous please tell me in the comments below. Don't forget to check out my sister's blog at the address of promisedathousandtimesover.tumblr. And my blog is receiving less views now, so if you can, please spread it like wildfire I'd appreciate it.

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Tuesday 9 October 2012

Benefits Of Exam

 Today is Tuesday. Not just any Tuesday, but an exam Tuesday. There's a difference. I actually like exam, and for those who wish to know why, it's because most of the time the class is quiet. Wait, did I just say most of the time? I meant SOMETIMES. Yes, my class barely acts as if there's an exam. And I don't like that, because the quietness in exam is one of the only good things in the exam. If it was always noisy, it would be just the same as having normal class. Except the fact that it's so much more important.

 Exam to me is what you can call, "A Gateway to (more) Knowledge". And by that I mean that when you're done with your exam, you get to know what you're really good at and what you're not. So when you're not, you just study harder on that subject. And when you are good at it, you don't have to study as hard. See, you maintain your good grades and manage your bad ones. A tip to all students.

 Not only that, but for people who really wish to be good would study and prepare for the exam so much, that they would already be good in all subjects even before the exam starts. That's all the benefits I can think of. So don't forget to check my sister's tumblr at the address of promisedathousandtimesover.tumblr. Bye.

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Saturday 6 October 2012

Super Teachers

 If you are reading this in the morning well, good morning. If you are reading this in the afternoon well, good afternoon. If you are reading this at night or in the evening, good evening. Do you all remember that I have asked you all to request for things to let me write about before? Well, just now, I have gotten one request from my teacher. For those of you in my school, it's Teacher Ain. She asked me to post a post about my teachers. Get it, post a post. Yeah, I don't like that joke either. ("No one does!", shouts someone in the background.) Anyways, it's not much of a surprise because yesterday she told me to write it in paper but she told me I wasn't supposed to write it like I would write it in my blog. So I wrote it in a different way. A less fun way. Now, there are no rules, and I'm going to let the bull out. And get ready, to read the writings on the horns.

 In this universe, there are heroes named super teachers. Sworn to protect the universe from the evil, dumbness.There are many, many super teachers in the universe, but three, stand out from the rest. The first of the three super teachers, is a super teacher named, Teacher Sumaira.

 Teacher Sumaira taught us English and art. We have not seen her in many months, but we hope we'll see her face at least one more time. For she has left us... kidding, she just left the school. Probably because she was fed up with the way students here behave. She had to shout a whole lot. I miss her.

 Second, is a super teacher named, Teacher Ain. She is also an English and art teacher. Once you know her, you'll know she has a soft heart, so don't touch it! She has almost never gotten mad at me but always gets mad at some other students. And it takes a whole lot to get her mad. That might give you a clue on why Teacher Sumaira left.    

 Last but certainly not least, is my current super class teacher, Ustaz Yusoph. Ustaz Yusoph is not only an Islamic studies and Qur'an recitation and memorization teacher, but also a very humorous man. He gets serious and angry when you disobey the rules, Prophet Muhammad S.A.W and Allah. Since he reminds us about Islam all day long, it's pretty obvious that he's very religious as well.

 And I'm sure, that when super teachers join, no force of  dumbness will stand a chance against them. And the universe, will finally become smart.

 That's all I can write for today, so don't forget to check out my sister's tumblr at the address of promisedathousandtimesover.tumblr and remember, if you just write what you want me to write and
promote in the comments below, I might do it. Might. (don't expect me to do it)

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Friday 5 October 2012

A Story On Foul Language

 One day, a man was walking down his staircase at home. Then had breakfast. Beef bacon and eggs. Mmmmm. Then, drove his lamborghini to work. Everyone watched in awe, as he parked it. The sun was shining, the sky was clear. A beautiful day.

  He thought nothing could ruin this day... until his boss accidentally pushed him. When that happened, he was so filled with anger, he said the 'B' word... AND THE GUY FELL OFF A CLIFF!

 He fell on another guy which made him fall off a cliff, then he fell on another guy which made him fall off a cliff, then he fell on a baby! It's a petty high mountain they're all on ain't it. See what one bad word can do?!
It can hurt a baby! Well, three guys did die but more importantly, YOU CAN HURT A BABY!

Please Note: The 'B' word is bunny.(Let's just pretend it's a bad word)
Please Note As Well: The Story is not real, unless you say bunny.
 Do you dare? You're saying it right now aren't you?

That's the end of my story.
Bye bye.

Sara

 Hello marshmallows, right now I shall write about my sister, Sara. She is good in her studies but sometimes she can go against her own words. Which is very annoying. Sometimes she even gets mad at us for not sharing something with her. Then she just takes it. Don't blame her for that though, I'm sure after she has done that she'll be thinking, "What did I just do?". Maybe... I don't know I can't read minds... or can I?
I'll give you her details.

Name       : Sara (full name not permitted)
Age          : 15
Nationality: Malaysian
School      :Adni Islamic School (Sekolah Islam Adni)

 Other things about her is that she sings frequently, but not to any guys because that's bad. She has a mole on her cheek which lots of girls say is nice but I don't understand it. She doesn't show it off, it was there naturally. She can also be very moody sometimes and can be very easy to anger. So if you just do one tiny little thing, she will not talk to you. It's very annoying. She has a medium high temper. Marshmallow! That's all for now, thank you. And don't forget to check out my sister's blog at the address of promisedathousandtimesover.tumblr. Bye

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Wednesday 3 October 2012

Nadine

 Hello again, since I've used that phrase "Hello again" so many times I want to change it. I've already used my best ideas like earthling brothers and all but I'm out now. Anyways right now I'm going to write about my eldest sister, Nadine. I'll give you the details.

Name: Nadine (not allowed to use full name)
Age: 17
Nationality: Malaysian
School: Adni Islamic School (Sekolah Islam Adni)

There are many other details but I don't think I'm allowed to put it in. Out of all of my sisters, she is one of the least lazy. And if you ask me who's the laziest, I won't tell you. And I won't tell them either. She is pretty tall, my third sister is almost as tall as her so sometimes they share clothes. I can't do that since my hand-me-downs come from girls. So I use them when I'm desperate. Only that. She is right now studying for her S.P.M examination. And next year she'll go to college. We might miss her. Might. She'll come back a few times, unless she goes overseas. And don't ask me why I'm so good in English but bad in B.M. People who know me, be quite. Now don't forget to check out my mom's and sister's blogs, I can't give you the addresses now because my sisters are calling me downstairs to go to school. Bye.

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Corrected by: Myself but if you see any mistakes please mention it in the comments below.    

Friday 28 September 2012

A Little More About My Sisters

 Hello again readers, right now I think I want to write because I haven't written in several days, like six. Yes, it's a BIG deal. I just don't want to be like my lousy sisters who had blogs, but haven't written in it due to a medical condition which just so happens to be LAZINESS. Okay fine their not that lazy, maybe. I'm not talking about Sara though, she still is pretty lazy but at least she still has a blog. The others left their blog like two years ago.

Speaking of sisters, I want to tell you more about them. One, if they saw me writing this right now, they would shove me off seat and write,"My sisters are great, kind, generous, obedient and very well behaved. (pretending to be me)", if Sara saw me writing though, she would write,"My sisters are great and all but who's really great, is Sara. Oh yeah, she is the best sister I could ever have. (also pretending to be me)".

And two, is that, well I'll think about number two .I'm not really sure whether I should write about all of them in this post or one in each post. I think I'll just write about each of them in separate posts.
That's all I'm going to write today so if you're an adult please go onto my mom's blog  and if you're a person who loves art please check my sister's blog (Sara) which is filled with art at the address of promisedathousandstimesover.tumblr, bye.

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Corrected by: Myself but if you find any mistakes please mention it in the comments below, it will be very much appreciated.

Saturday 22 September 2012

A few pictures

 Just a few pictures.                                                                                                                                    



Nice.

Bored

 Hello again people, the reason I'm writing now is because I'm bored and waiting for my dad to wake up so that I can go to my friends house. That means you Arif, you should try this blog thing, it's fun. And remember how I said I was going to camp today? Well I can't because I only had two hours of sleep yesterday because we had to go to the airport because my uncle and auntie were leaving to go to South Hampton for their studies. I asked to follow but everyone knows that's not going to happen.                                                                  
 My mom told me to play with my blog sometime, and I'm trying but I actually don't know what she means. Maybe this is what she means, v,ndvuhdvhdugvysdhgurehgyreuvfygvehuegyerhyrfugrr8r... maybe. Since I'm just doing this for fun I don't really know what to write about. So I think I'll let you guys tell me what to write, so just put it in the comments.                                                                                                                              
 And don't forget to check out my sister's blog which is at the address of promisedathousandtimesover.tumblr if you like art and pictures, if you want me to promote any of your stuff or want me to write a post about something just put it in the comments below.I'll even put your name here.
Goodbye.

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Corrected by:myself, but if you find any mistakes please mention it in the comments below.

Friday 21 September 2012

My Dad

 Hello once again fellow readers, if you've read my post about my family I think you'll know what I'm going to write. If you haven't, well I recommend that you read my past posts. Anyways I think I'll start with my dad's childhood, my dad was a very smart and hardworking student. Even though his school was miles away from his home, he would always come and get top in his class every year. After that, he went to Uppingham, a very prestigious boarding school which is in England because of his grades. After his hard work in school, he finally graduated and got a scholarship to Nottingham University. There he was a little older than the rest, but he still got great friends, and there he also met my mom and I'm very grateful for that. And since my mom is now telling me not to use real names in my blog I'll just tell you the letters which my dad's friends names start with, M, E and P. To me him and his friends were more like a gang because they would always do crazy things.                                                                                                                                                  
                                                                                                                                                                   
 The first thing I was told about was that they cycled for a thousand kilometers across France. That's incredibly insane. Well, he was extremely fit that time so I guess he wanted to keep it up. Another thing he and his friends did was climbing up a mountain which had an insane blizzard on it. He said it was really scary, well that's what anyone would say after they've been stuck on a mountain which had several cliffs on it and they had no idea where they were going. Dad, next time can you tell a story to me more specifically. And obviously they didn't know there was a blizzard before they went up. His friend E didn't want to go (because he was sane) so he only went with M and P. To get down there was only two ways. A safe way down and a long fall off a cliff. They were blind in the blizzard so there map didn't really help. Fortunately, they chose the right path. And the last thing I was told was that he hiked for three hundred kilometers with a twelve-pound bag on his back.

 Like I said, my family's awesome. That's really all I'm gonna say right now so don't forget to read promisedathousandtimesover.tumblr and if YOU want me to promote any of your, well anything. Just put it in the comments below.    

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Corrected by: Myself but if you see any mistakes, mention it in the comments below.    

Big 'n' Little Accidents

 Hello again, I have no idea why I'm writing twice a day, is that weird to you guys because it's weird to me, not that I'm saying that you're weird because you don't think it's weird it's just that, you know what? Never mind, I should get on with it shouldn't I? Anyways, I told you guys I was going to make a post on my past accidents. Well, here it is. Nobody really asked me to do this... (sob). Another reason for me to post twice is because I have a camp tomorrow and I can't blog when I'm at camp (obviously).                                                              

 So I have about three accidents I want to tell you guys about and it involves me being chased, almost having my head scraped and hitting my face on the ground. So when I was 4-7 my biggest fear would definitely be dogs. I'ts not that I found dogs scary, okay maybe I found dogs a little scary, I mean you would also be terrified of them if you were chased by them like twice every three months. So whenever I saw a stray dog I would be the only one in the family to step back. There was also this one incident when my grandfather took out his cane and whacked the dogs which were chasing me. Yeah, my family is awesome. And the first time I got chased was outside my grandparents house. My grandparents weren't so rich and because of that I always played on my dad's phone until it lost it's battery. Don't comment about that. This one time though, he was outside putting the bags inside the car, that's one reason why I love my dad, he never asks us to do the work, he does it himself. Generosity. So I came up to him outside and asked, "Daddy, can I play with your phone?",and he said, "No, go inside", and there is the protectiveness of a father, No. So when I was going back to the house, suddenly I saw this huge, black dog. You know how people say you should just stay still and dogs won't attack you? Well, I did the exact opposite. I was running as fast as I could to my grandma's house, and when I got pass the gate, the dog suddenly stopped. And then I ran into the house and cried.

And when I was either 8 or 9 my family bought tickets to go to Australia. We stayed at a nice hotel and went sight seeing, but when we went to a playground we all went on this round-about, and when I went on my dad pushed it really, really fast. In fact, it was so fast I accidentally tilted and my head was two centimeters away from the ground, and the round-about was still spinning! That's how I almost scraped my head. And I've told you the third one in the last post but if you haven't read it, it went like this. You know how when you dream of falling your head will be pushed up? Well, I did that only in the opposite position. I was exhausted after watching TV for a day and I accidentally slept on my belly. And I dreamed of falling... yeah. It was a wooden floor but hard. It hurt. So that as everything i had to say, don't forget to read my sister's and mom's blogs at the addresses and promisedathousandtimesover.tumblr if YOU want me to put one of your blogs or anything here you can put it in the comments below.

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Corrected by: Myself

My Family

 Hello people, it's been a day since I've written and I don't know why but i feel the urge to write again. Weird. I'm going to talk about my family now and it may take a while since I have lots of family members but please don't get bored, please! I'm so lonely, why you ask, well I'll tell you. My family consists of seven people. Two guys and five feguys... I guess (comedy). I have a mom, dad, sister, sister, sister and what do you know? A sister! You can see I didn't count myself in there because I'm the youngest. Now I'll tell you the ages, 45, 43, 17, 15, 13, 12 and I myself am 10. It's a big number. Now the names, Faisal is my dad, Shila is my mom and Nadine, Sara, Sophia, and Dahlia are my sisters. You can see why I'm lonely.

 I'm going from eldest to youngest if you don't know, but i'm sure you know, I've given you clues. We all have adventures of our own but I only know mine and my dad's. I'll tell you about that in another post. I can't really think of anything to write right now so... I don't want to stop. Maybe I'll just tell you about one of my accidents. Okay you know how people always wake up pushing there heads up when they dream of falling right? Well I did that the wrong way after exhaustion of watching TV for a day. I was sleeping on the hard floor... it hurt. Please read my blog daily because I might update it every day and don't forget to check in on my sister's and mom's blog as well which are at the promisedathousandtimesover.tumblr and I'll promote anything of yours if you just put it in the comments.

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I corrected myself this time but if you see any mistakes please correct it in the comments, I'd appreciate it.
   

Thursday 20 September 2012

My Introduction

 Hello earthling brothers and sisters, I'm currently 10 years old and my full name is Muhammad Johan Sulaiman Bin Mohammad Faisal , some people call me M.J and or J.S.One thing I used to think is that my name is very long until my teacher told me other Arabian names which were probably at least 2 times as long. And since I was showing off to my friends before, they were all like,"Hah! We told you you didn't have the longest name in the world", you don't have to say that you know. And another thing is that I can't believe I didn't think of this blog thing before, I had so many excitements, thrills and accidents in my life that I could've told you guys about.

 Another thing, please don't ask me about my picture (just kidding,please comment), my mom made my account but put that picture there. No I'm not mad at her because I'm not allowed to be and I myself forgot how it happened, so if I was angry and marched into her room and asked,"Hey! What's up with my picture!", and I think you already know what she's going to do, if you're thinking it's caning me well dump that idea in a well because I hid a cane which i found in the library at our old house so I doubt I'll ever see that  again... hopefully. And my mom is also telling me not to write my full name or else people will track me down, well my picture looks like nothing I look like right now so hah to those people who want to track me down.

And you know how other blogs and all are written in Manglish (English + Malay) and spelled in a short way, well I'm not going to do that because my English grades are going down and I don't want to make it worse, so if you see that I've done something wrong, please correct it in the comments. And please, don't call me Jojo Circus or Johan the Young Scientist, it's not cool. Please read my blog daily because I might update it everyday and read my mom's and sister's blogs as well at the addresses promisedathousandtimesover.tumblr.

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Corrected by:my sisters Dahlia and Sara