Procrastination

 A word that everyone's teacher complains about. If it's not a teacher, it's a sister. Or mother/father. Not really the brother(I'm the brother). 

Definition: To delay something out of laziness

When in use: When you're delaying something out of laziness(obviously)

Example: Sister- Don't you have a mathematics test tomorrow? Go study.

               Brother- I'll do it later.

               Sister- Do it or you won't get very good marks.

               Brother- I promise, I'll do it later.

               Sister- Your choice.

               (A few hours later) 

               Brother- 10 o'clock.... I'll do it later.

               (The next day)

               Brother- Why do I do this to myself?

 You can already guess who I'm talking about right? No? Lets keep it that way.

P.S- Not a real story.

My Best Friends

Don't walk in front of me, I might not follow. Don't walk behind me, I might not lead. Just walk beside me and be my friend.

 I have two friends, they stand out from the rest. Their names are Zulfadhli and Amirul. They're my best friends. Sometimes I wonder, how we became friends.

The Story

  January 4th, 2012 was the first day of school. After a long holiday, everyone was happy to come. Some people were at least, because I wasn't. Back to the story. We had our assembly in the field. Like we always do in a big occasion. We were put into lines(according to class). Amirul, Zul and I were put in one line, along with like 15 other people. Our class was named 5 Jazari. With a super class teacher, Ustaz. Yusoph.

 Amirul, Zul and I were sitting beside each other. We talked a lot. Teachers took notice and won't let us sit close to each other anymore. Ustaz. Yusoph took months to find out I talk to Amirul a lot, because Amirul talks quitely. Even though we sit in the front of the class. Amirul used to be quite and everything. When I sat next to him, that all changed. I started talking to him by talking about nigahiga.

 I knew Zul a year before 5 Jazari. We started by pretend punching each other. Wait no, I knew Zul 3 years before 5 Jazari. I used to play "fighting" with him. He was in my Qiraati class.

 So that's how I met the two. And how the two met each other. Together, we were JAMIZUL!
"Johan! We told you not to write that name in your blog, it's lame.""Yeah! Now Amirul and I have to delete it.""Never!"*A lot of fighting*

Yep, those are my best friends.

Sorry... again.

 Hello readers, this is an apology post i write every time I don't write for a few months. I promise you now though, it was not because of Clash of Clans. That game is boring now. I played for about 6 months, was a clan leader and top 10 in my clan. For some reason though, a lot of people left my clan. I left it too short after.

 

 Anyways, all I really want to say is sorry and basicly everything I said in the last sorry post. 

Goodbye.  

Hard to Find

 Hello people, I am writing to tell you how sorry I am to say to those people who relied on it... I can't tell you what the number for the "Jazzilcious Brownies". I have a very valid/believable reason, It was pretty hard to find Jazzli. And that's what I call a valid reason. So I will try to find him tomorrow. Bye.

Jazzilicious Brownies!

 Hello again everybody, as some of you may know, Zul, my best friend, has a brother named ,Jazzli who is starting a business of brownies. And let me tell you, it is the best, greatest, most delicious brownie I have ever consumed in my entire existence. Which isn't very long compared to others. And by all those things I just said just now, I don't just mean that. No, what I mean is that it's so good, so good that when he gave me one, my friends tried to steal it. I have never bought his brownies before (because I got it for free cause I'm writing this as he requested) so I'm not really sure how much they cost, but let me tell you, if it's RM5, it's because it's moist, chocolaty, crispy on the outside and soft on the inside... like "Pisang Goreng". Now, if you would like to order some, dial: 
1-300-NOT-A-REAL-NUMBER.com  

 I'm kidding it's not that, not even close, maybe. I don't really know the info right now so I'm going to ask him and I will post it tomorrow. Thank you for referring to Johan's advertised and reviewed foods. Goodnight!

YUM!

Happy Birthday to Me!

 Hello everyone, right now, today, this month, this year, in this universe,(Get on with it!). I'm turning 11! Happy birthday to me! Surprisingly, I am right now writing this in school. It's computer studies. Teacher is letting us do anything we want today, coincidentally. Anyways, just now my class sang a song for me. My class is awesome. There's not much to talk about. I had my celebration last Sunday. So, I'm pretty much not doing anything anymore. Yeah....anyways, bye.

Cross Country 2013

 Hello, one of the best things which I didn't write about this year was about my school's cross country. And I got the 18th place! Some of you may be mean by just being surprised. And by that I mean that they would be like, "He got 18th place?(Gasp)He  definitely cheated". It hurts.

 I have to admit though, I wasn't exactly the fastest one there. Nope. It took me half an hour to finish. I guess that's fine, considering it was five kilometres. I'm eleven years old. That didn't stop the guy in first place though, he was eleven and he finished it so fast. Like a hot knife through butter. It took twenty minutes for him to complete the race. Twenty minutes! That guy was fast. Oh well, I'll try again next year.

 After I finished the race I took a cup of Vico. Vico is this really nice drink which sponsors our cross country every year. Thank you Vico. And after, we just took off. In our car I mean. A while after driving, we realised we forgot to get someone as well. It was is my friend who is in my school and slept over at my house before the race.And we forgot to pick him up from the race. So we made a U-turn. Went back to the place, and tried to find him. I asked almost everyone there where he was. Twenty minutes passed, I started to worry. Then I saw him running towards the finish line. He hasn't finished yet. After twenty minutes. Some people are faster than others. And another thing, he was going back with his mom the whole time!

 We ended up just laughing about the whole thing.

Pathetic Endings

 Hello mankind, I just checked my blog this morning for the first time in four months. And I realised something... my endings are pathetic. I mean, tell your friends? What am I, a beggar? I can get people to read my blog in so many different ways. Sounding like a beggar, doesn't work. I have no idea why I just found out now. Maybe it's because I have grown to becoming a man. Probably not. Anyway, I'm not going to do that anymore. Okay, we have reached the end of our short discussion. See you next time, bye.

Apology

 Hello everyone. I'm so very, very sorry to those who check  my blog almost everyday to see whether there's going to be a new post. I'm looking at you Ust. Yusof  and Tc. Ain. Thank you to those who believed in me, in making a post in blog. And those who have been waiting four months for a new post. And sorry to my sisters who I said were lazy when I too was as lazy. "You mean, lazier!", said my sister. Fine, maybe I am lazier. The reason I haven't been on the blog for so long was because my mom kept telling me that I didn't have to if I didn't want to. So that's when the motivation took a holiday. The only reason I'm actually writing right now is because I don't have anything else to do. My sisters are all gone to class and camp. They took the ipad. So I'm on the computer now. Anyway, thanks so much for thinking I would be hard working on my blog. Unfortunately, you thought wrong. MODESTY!

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?*