Upset Here, Upset There, Upset Upset Everywhere | 03/13/2013 |
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13th March 2013, 6.30 PM.
So! Tomorrow is the last school of day, whoops, I mean the last day of school! I'm such a tongue twister sometime. 
Well, there were some people walking around with video recorders and huge microphones. I first noticed them yesterday and asked Honeybee about it. She made the -_- face and I immediately realised that I'd probably spaced out when somebody was explaining about it.
"OK, so I'm the last one to know again...," I said sheepishly.
In her usual manner, she explained to me that this people were from a TV show (I think) called "Muslims of the World" and they were video-taping us. She also said that Ustazah Easy had told us about them the day before. Oops.
Before continuing, let me ask you a question. Can you keep a secret from your best friend? Even if it's about her? Well, I sure can't.
I broke a promise today. Usually, I can keep secrets but it's hard to keep a secret with your best friend, especially if it's about her. So what happened? I'll tell you. I'll tell you even though T.G will just be even more angry with me and Honeybee did threaten to scratch my face if I wrote about it here (though, I don't really think she meant it when she said that. But she probably will do it if she reads this).
But it is my Journal. Not Honeybee's, not T.G's, but mine. So anyway...
Last night, T.G called me and we chatted for a while. Then, the topic turned to Honeybee. T.G told me that whenever I said something offensive to her when I didn't mean to be offensive (like I wanted to point something out without hurting her), I'd say "No offence." But if it was Honeybee who said the offensive thing, she'd just be more straightforward and be out with it, without thinking how the other person would feel. That was something T.G didn't like about her. When she told me that, I sort of rolled my eyes (in my head) and thought, "Dude, that's just how Honeybee is. It's a package deal. You want her, you got her. All of her. Deal with it." But after telling me that, she made me promise not to tell Honeybee about what she said. So I did, thinking that I could keep the secret easily. Unfortunately, it was not to be.
The next day, which is today, Honeybee and I were chatting as usual during Qur'an. Then, she said something in particular but I didn't catch what she said.
"What?" I asked.
"Be quiet!" she snapped, and went back to memorising her Qur'an.
That was not what she had said earlier. However, I knew her well enough to know that she had decided to concentrate on the Qur'an. So I shrugged and looked at my table. But her words had triggered something. Ah, yes, they had caused me to remember what T.G had told me the night before. As soon as I remembered the secret, I felt uncomfortable of not telling Honeybee what T.G had said behind her back but I couldn't prossibly tell her because of the promise. Unfortunately, I couldn't keep my bloody mouth shut and spilled the beans. Honeybee took it better than I expected. So I thought it was all OK.
"Thank goodness it's all over," I thought, thinking that T.G would never know that I'd let the cat out of the bag.
Sadly, it wasn't over.
Later on, Honeybee was still her usual self during Arabic period. But in the middle of it all, Ustazah Easy announced that she would choose four students to read out an Arabic story on the first day of school (when it reopens). Of course, she said it all in Arabic so I didn't understand what she was saying at all. I was hoping that she might translate herself when suddenly most of the girls started cheering.
"Dreamer! Dreamer! Dreamer!" they kept calling.
"What the heck is going on?" I wondered.
Ustazah Easy smiled at me and asked me if I would be willing to do it.
"Do what???" I thought, as dumbfounded as ever (what a fuzz head I am...).
Instead of asking, I smiled weakly and nodded.
"OK, you read the one with no dialogue," Ustazah Easy said something like that before turning to write my name down on the whiteboard.
With the help of Ikachu, I finally figured out what was going on. I was to be a narrator! Ahh! I love being on stage...err, except when I get those dang stage frights, that is...  Anyway, I noticed that Honeybee had gone quiet. By the look on her face, I could tell that she was upset by something.
"Are you OK?" I squeaked. She didn't answer.
I was tempted to interrogate pester her until she would tell me her problem as I would usually do, but something held me back (a thought also occurred to me that she might be jealous but I brushed the thought off).
"She'll tell you in her own time," a small voice in my head spoke.
I really wanted to say to her, "Honeybee, you can tell me what's bothering you anytime." but no matter how much I practised in my head, my mouth was clamped shut, I didn't have the nerve to say that to her.
I HATE it when that happens.
It was only during the our CCA period, in the MPR3, did she tell me her problem.
Apparently, she was upset with T.G, Eye, and M&M.
She was upset with T.G because, a long time ago (I don't know how long), T.G and Honeybee had played a game. Honeybee would tell T.G her bad habit and T.G would tell Honeybee her bad habit. So Honeybee told T.G that she had a really bad habit of jiggling her legs. Which is true, I noticed. T.G, in turn, had told Honeybee that she did unreasonable things when she was angry.
True, that. Except that...
...everybody does unreasonable things when they're angry. -_- Nice one, T.G. Unfortunately, I think Honeybee meant her...umm...'unique' bad habit. Anyway, Honeybee was pretty upset that T.G had told me what her 'unique' bad habit was, but didn't tell her.
As for Eye as M&M, Honeybee as angry with them because they chose me to be the narrator.
Honeybee wanted to be the narrator.
I don't know if she was jealous (I asked her that...OK, I asked her if she was angry with me but she acted as though I didn't ask her anything) but she was upset with Eye and M&M because they always chose me for stuff but then yell at me if I mess up. That's sort of true. I don't remember anything specific, but I guess they have done that before... Plus, they voted me to be the assistant chair person next term.
Holy mackaroni. I am DOOMED.
But something else happened during prayer time. I felt so guilty about breaking my promise that I confessed to T.G that I'd spilt the beans. She was quiet at first and I turned away, walking off, thinking that she wasn't angry. Later on, as we were standing, waiting for the prayer to start, T.G came up and went beside Honeybee, who was on the left of me. I looked at T.G, then at Honeybee.
"Do you want to change place?" I whispered to Honeybee, because I knew that she was still mad at T.G.
Honeybee looked at me and said, "Awak, that's T.G..." Her voice kind of faltered at the end when she realised who was beside her.
"The girl who I'm aaaahh ahhh aaaah," she continued, making an "ahh"ing noise at the end, stopping herself from saying "angry at", and whisked me to her place as she swiftly moved herself to my former place.
Of course, it didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what was up with Honeybee. T.G gave me a dirty look and walked to the front row.
But not before saying, "Thanks a lot." I'm pretty sure she wasn't thanking me for doing something good. 
Anyways, changing topic. I was a bit upset with Ms Sahara yesterday (LOL, everyone's been upset lately  ). This is what happened.
During our extra English lesson, she was again telling us all about a robot that could accurately kill off cancer cells. She tells us this kind of stuff for us to...umm...learn more about the outside world, I guess? Anyway! I raised my hand to ask a question and she asked me what I wanted to ask.
"Is the robot real?" I asked.
Everybody burst out laughing but Ms Sahara was not amused.
"Shit. I should've phrased my question differently," I thought.
"Yeah, and I'm telling fairytales!" Ms Sahara said sarcastically.
What I meant by my question was that I wanted to know if the government was still building it or if it was already done and working. I'm not stupid enough to think that she was telling fairytales. But it was what she said next that really pissed me off.
"What a moron," she scoffed.
Moron? Moron? Are you freaking kidding me?! I got so angry, I immediately thought, "Nope, I'm not a moron 'cause I'm not stupid but you're an ass!" Which I still don't regret. I've been called with a lot of names - crazy, lunatic, noisy and such, but no one has ever called me a moron. To make matters worse, she is a teacher, for goodness' sake! A TEACHER!!!
AUGH!
WHAT A JACK-ASS!
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LOL. Look at all that stuff I wrote. *Grins* (Why am I happy all of a sudden?!)
By the way, I've finished reading Travelling Backwards and am now reading Dork Diaries by Rachel Renée Russell.
That's all! 
Hope you had an awesome day, everyone! 
"Life is a rollercoaster." -Dreamer
P.S. I've already apologised to T.G when we went back home but she simply ignored me. Something inside me snapped and so I muttered, "Fine, ignore me, I ignore you!"
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