6:10

Okay, today I will tell you

The Story Of The Roof

As told by one of the roofers

Well yeah, sorry, no icon today, no idea. So if you guys want icons, you gotta give me ideas in the comments. So now for the story. On... sunday, I believe? Yes, it was sunday. We went to this singaporian womans house for iftar, and as soon as we got there, N and J-Ski and I started jumping on her trampoline, where a tramp lived under. Want to know who the tramp was? No one. Well anyways, we jumped, and soon, Singaporiwoman, which I'll call AS now, no, she isn't an ass. Anyways, AS's son, Kylie, came. Yes his name was Kylie, and still is. Well anyways, he came with his Dad, and J-Ski and N stopped jumping and tried to look casual, but no one could look casual on a trampoline. the reason they tried to look casual was because they were scared of Kylie's dad because he wasn't muslim. So they scaredly stared, and I continued jumping awesomely, and soon, Kylie joined us. A whole bunch of boring stuff insued, as he be'd Tupa, and Me, abi and Kylie went to the masjid, came back, and ate. So now that the fast forward is over, we end up jumping on the trampoline again, after eating. J-Ski and N stay inside to fill up their bloated bellies, but me, Kylie, and the other guests, Mo and Zuzu jump and help Mo not get killed by his sister Zuzu. Soon it gets boring and I say to Kylie, "Hey, let's go on da roof!"
He's like,
"Oh yeah, come on, H! We'll paady up there."
So we go out front to climb this real grippy pole leading to the roof. Apparently, even I can't do it, so we give up and run because Zuzu is following us. We end up at the gate leading to his backyard, so I'm like,
"Let's hop this gate and climb onto this low roof."
And he blubbers a bit about his friend who tried that, while I get on the roof. he then struggles to get up, but alas. Just then, Abi's all like
"H, get us some dessert and coffee or tea!"
And I'm like,
"Ugh, go Kylie."
Kylie half falls off the gate and runs to Abi, but Abi says that I'm the brown slave around here so I have to get the coffee and whatnot. So he again calls me, and I try to be casual, and still on the roof, I go to the side of the roof that's hanging over him and I say,
"What?"
And he's like.
"Ya allah, get us dessert and coffee lah!"
And I like jump off the roof with some difficulty, because my legs wouldn't beeping reach the gate. So I had to jump. then I go inside and tell mom to send some coffee or tea and dessert out shortly. She fills the order while me and Kylie get back up and rock it on up there. We scare the kids on the trampoline by saying,
"We have been watching you-OOUUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!!"

And sadly, they don't get scared, because I'm so beepin tall they saw my head when I was like on the other side of the roof practically. So... Bleep. After that, we had to go so I scrambled off the lowest side of the roof, which I jumped off of, just as the other guest saw me and he was like,

"No, no no, don't do this!"

And I just get up, brush my hands off, and say,

"Cmon Kylie, get down!"

He's like,

"I can't! It's too far and I'm too chicken!"

So the other guest says, 

"Fine, I'll lift you down. Come on!"

KYLIE THEN DOES THE DUMBEST THING EVER AND SAYS NO.

So the guest leaves and me and Kylie go to the other side of the roof. And he's so short his legs won't reach the gate, and he doesn't want to drop down on it, because he can't do precision jumps like I can. this gate is one of those wire gates, so he's all scared. So he says,

"Just get the ladder over there next to the shed."

I drag it across the back yard and halfway, Abi sees me and says 

"No, no no, we're going now."

And I say,

"Kylie's still up there... Should I leave him?"

"No, no no, yeah, get the ladder."

So I drag it again, and while hoisting that freaking heavy thing up, Kylie's mom comes because N told her we were on the roof and she starts cursing at Kylie. Lol just kidding. She just started ranting about who told him to be a monkey and whatnot, and then she disappears into the house to call the fire brigade or something I bet. Meanwhile, I strongly pull the ladder up as my veins bulge, and he comes down and we both fly over the gate and jump into the van while AS calls Kylie as we drive away to the masjid. 

The end.

Cool story, bro, so now for todays news. Well today I basically did the usuals, so I guess I'll see you guys later.

10:52

First for today's icon!

Computer get's stolen by Daddy to watch Olympics on YouTube...

11:27

 

The Nerf  Nite Finder! I just got it from Wal-Mart with my 5 Dollar gift card and some of Daddy's money. It was like almost 9 dollars. The laser is pretty cool, only it needs to be adjusted a lot. The gun has nice shock absorbtion and it is a very muffled shooting sound. For the adjustable laser scope, I set it all the way up. It came with three darts, and shoots farther then my Maverick Rev 6 when the Mav was new. The only bad thing is that it isn't as accurate as the Maverick. It shoots 4-9 inches away from your target. :/.

Yeah, so this morning  We went to Farmers Market like at 8:00, then we went to the Post Office and Mom asked the people over there something. While she talked to the post office woman, Dad and Me and my brother Z went to the library to return some books. It was there Z wiped his date-y hands on the wet grass, then we went back to the PO and mom joined us in the quest to Walmart and screamed when Dad, which we'll call Abi now, tried to turn left on a one way road going right. Then we went to Walmart and bought a whole bunch of stuff, including a glue gun and the Nite Finder. 

And today I made a conclusion that dark-skinned Malaysians get hair on their arms when they got old. Because my dad didn't have any hair on his arms before practically, but now he's getting long nasty hairs. It's Setti, Z's word for nasty.

Well bye. Sorry the icon isn't a .ico, but I couldn't make it one because Stu-Pa3 (Abi's word for stupiud) blogger claimed it wasn't a image or video. So like yeah. Oh also, all the images on my blog are copyrighted, so don't steal em. Or I'll probably sue you, even though it isn't provable it is mine, because it doesn't have my name on it, BUT JUST TAKE MY WORD FOR IT, OKAY?!! Okay. deal. We're friend. Ugh, Z is again watching Upin and Ipin with Dad, and it's so annoyingly loud with dumb old "Shoo, shoo"'s from Kak Ros. They're watching some new episode where Upin and Ipin thinks Smelly old Opah doesn't love them. Well I wouldn't love them if I was their granny either, so I don't blame Smelly Opah. And if you don't know what Upin and Ipin is, THEN GOOGLE IT, KIDS. So like yah, this is bye, hopefully, unless I start going off tangent again. But I don't seem to recall anything else about this morning other thsan Dad buying these hideous black pants for me because he doesn't want me to wear the shorts that Gramps bought me because I'm so tall they go above my knees. That sounds right, because I've had them since 2010. So like yeah, bye.

Also I think I should post my yearly height. This is a detailed autobio you know, so You'll see it on the sidebar, I believe.

11:02

I gave up on that fact thing. i don't even know that much facts so from now on it will be....

DAILY ICONS!!!!
Here is our first icon-a phone.

Yippeee!! A phone...

12:38

I suppose I will copy N by making something like her weird tomato frog thing. Welcome to....

H'S HAMAZINGNESS

By H

Hello there, and welcome. This is H speaking, and I will tell you an amazing fact every day I post on this blog. Today's fact is... Drumroll please...

Did you know that

Saudi Arabia has no clean water. All their water is from other countries.

I bet you didn't. So like what did you think, it would be amazing? Lolno. It's a fact.

Okay now for the regular junk. Today... Uh... Oh yeah! did you guys see N's goals on her blog? Well we've been doing one of em. We work out like after Dhuhr. Like a million pushups and stuff. Also, we're going to pathibly eat laksa on Sunday. At someones house. What else? Oh, today, we ate oil, beef and rice for suhur. It was kinda gooey. I had no idea what part of the cow or whatever it was. It's just like a huge chunk of fat and oil and some meat. It looks hilarious sitting in the pot solemnly. 

Now she changes it...

N is now changing her background picture to something girly, lest ending the fact of our blogs being the same. So apparently I'm supposed to choose a boyish background. Anny suggestions from anyone on what's 'boyish''?

6:50

Hello there. We just finished Arabic with Hozna, because apparently the password works now. -_-. So we did like 3 lessons, and learned about Properties of nouns. It was actually a pretty hard lesson. And J just commented on my other post extremely rudely, so I'm heartbroken. Lolno.

11:35

I finished the roti's a while ago. They don't look at all like roti canai, and my mom tasted one and said it was too oily. Well, not everyone has to eat it. Right now I'm going to check my G+. See ya.

10:05

So, we woke up like at 4:00 or something and ate like rice and chicken and some meatballs. It was pretty good, but I had diarrhea later, like at 6:30, after we prayed fajr and went on the computer to try and see if we knew the password to our dad's Bayyinah TV Account. But no such luck, so N chatted dad and asked what the password was, and he answered like 3 hours later. So yeah, since we couldn't do that, we did our Ramadan project, which is on Muslim countries this year. I do research on architecture of Muslim countries, so so far I made like this amazing cardboard model of a javanese Masjid, as we were doing Indonesia, And it looked hideously good. It had like a green roof. I will possibly post a pic later. Well anyway, we finished a Google Drive Presentation on Indonesia Islam. It's pretty good, but our mom wants us to add a couple of thingsa, so we're gonna do that along with today's project. I'm gonna make roti canai now from my Grandma's blog, so just wait for the next post.

Welcome, people.

Hello kids. Welcome to my blog! Yes, you guys should only be kids if you aren't my mom or dad or mom or dad's friend or relative. You know why? Because, you shouldn't be wasting time here if you are an adult. So don't blame me if you get bad grades getting hooked on my amazing adventures, that bring me to the brink of death. Or not. Well anyways, this blog is supposed to be my autobiography, but I guess I'll put irrelevant stuff as well as relevant stuff about my life. Anyways, informal books liek Captain Underpants are more interesting then other usual books, so just see this blog as an interesting Captain Underpants Autobio. Simple as that. So see you around, and don't be shy to comment, because only adults are shy. So yeah.