I have a fever yesterday but I still drag myself to school. Well, I’m a naqibah usrah and let me tell you; I really don’t trust anyone to handle my usrah other than Atiqah or Mlmh Dayang.

I nearly slept during Mathematics [Mlmh Masrina was discussing the exam paper], swallowed two Panadol with the same difficulty as swallowing a humongous elephant, stayed out during the first period of Pendidikan Syariah Islamiyyah, and struggled to remain concious during Arabic class.

When I’m sick, it’s a sure sign I’m damn stressed. Just imagine; I finished the three-week long Ujian Penilaian 1 last Tuesday [I can't describe how e I felt after the tedious exam ended]. After that, I was bombarded with four equally massive problems from four different immatured persons!

And on the next day, there was a cat fight at school and as the Vice Head Prefect cum naqibah usrah, I was responsible in handling it.

Huh, who wouldn’t be stressed out?

Heck, I’ll get through this alive, one way or another. I’m tough.

p/s: Head Prefect asked Zainab to pass around information regarding the next week prefect meeting although I was sitting [more like, slouching with my head peacefully resting on the table] behind him in class. Usually he’ll give the task to me. Maybe the whole class noticed I was feeling under the weather. Considerate Head, he is.